Entry 3

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I guess the first time I decided to give you my time was in the studio.
The way our bodies tangled.
God I wish I could go back.
When everyone left, your hand would always be at my throat, my back against the wall.
Your lips were so hungry.
So were your hands.
And so was my mouth.
I guess we were just starved animals taking what they wanted, and that's why when we became well fed we were unaware at how lucky we were, but we got tired of the same meal everyday.
But now we are both hungry.
And a starved creature will take what it wants.
- Jimin

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