Blurred Lines (originally started in Songs About Camren)
"I gently grabbed her arm and leaned in, 'so listen,' I whispered in her ear, 'I don’t usually do this,' my other hand grabbing hold of her waist, 'but I may never see you again, so f*ck it, come spend the night with me,' I breathed out gently pulling back, my brown eyes meeting her narrowed emerald orbs, she’s beauti...
