Greatest Bliss Ever
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Wed, May 9, 2018
****Romantic excitement********
You became his addiction. I remember how I react to your touch. Nearly to explode in bliss, the time I knew you feel the same. Im more than contented on your presence. I don't want anyone but only you. Your influential self get me out from my agony. I can say your my existing remedy. I'll just have to see you. I'll be also fine.
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Why did I have to ____ you
Are you scared?
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