Make me you want

Make me you want

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Votes 9
Parts 2

Ongoing<5 mins

Last published Sun, Dec 7, 2014

Eu tinha objetivos, vontades, sonhos, mas me apaixonar por alguém como ela, estava totalmente fora de meus planos. Por ela ou qualquer mulher como ela. Mas foi por causa da Marian Miller que eu mudei tudo, mudaria tudo, e sempre vou mudar. Ela é espetacular, de roubar o coração de qualquer um. Ela maltrata, ela machuca, ela ama, ela cuida. Ela faz de mim o que quer, eu abdico de meus desejos por ela, mas ela é meu atual desejo. Uma história contada por um homem é algo incomum, mas nossa relação é totalmente fora dos padrões, e eu juro, não mudaria nada nisso.

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