Day Dreamers

Day Dreamers

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"You write so beautufully, The inside of your head must be a terrible place" About a girl writer and a boy artist who found each other at the dark times.
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*Completed* My addict. My salvation and his. ___ Our friendship? Yeah, that was hanging by a thread, but right now, that didn't matter. "You heard me," I whispered. "I'm going to fuck this pure brain up and ruin every single light." I said honestly, rubbing my cock that was fucking hard against my boxers at the sight of her helpless rocking and breathless mouth while watching her rock against my knee.

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