Beautiful Disaster

Beautiful Disaster

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Not once had I imagined that: In its simplest form, even the color black could send warmth radiating through me, just enough to enlighten me with the color and sight I had lost in the mere eighteen years of my life. Not physically, but definitely mentally. Bryson Cole, when your lips met mine, it's like there was nothing that could top the electricity your innocent lips provided. And I thought I'd never be able to see that beautiful, tousled black hair of yours, but even you said it yourself: I wouldn't be figuratively feeling brail under my fingertips for the rest of my life. •
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"No, this isn't possible, I like boys." I thought to myself. I've had a boyfriend since I was twelve.. But why was she so tempting? I watched her hands as they traced my bare skin with her finger tips, the way her soft lips parted into a sly smile, "tell me you want me." She whispered in my ear, her warm breath tickling my neck, "tell me and I'm yours." I tried to resist, I really did. But I couldn't help it, she was so tempting, "I want you." I replied. Rated PG-13/ R for sexual content and drug use.

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