boundless // hs
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Last published Thu, Jul 31, 2014
He tasted like a kaleidoscope of the sweetest colors and kissing him felt like staying up until 12AM for the first time-eyes fluttering closed, but excited all the same-like riding a roller coaster-stomach flipping and flopping through the unexpectedness of it all. But it was the way his touch caused salty waves to crush through the walls she had built, and she loved him, and their love was boundless.
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