SWEETNESS
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SWEETNESS
"I hate this, I really hate this feeling...why I am feeling this? What's wrong with me? Zaije's sweetness is what I'm looking for. This is fucking bad. I'm fucked up."- Lashesztti Weiron.
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Zaije Nimrod-the sweet guy-has been attracted to the boy next door named Lash. He always brought him everyday a gift and he never get tired of showing his affection. He's so consistent. But his consistency stopped after Lash lashed out.
He has no plan to stop but because he wanted to give Lash a peace of mind, he stopped.
Lashesztti Weiron on the other hand thanked destiny for separating his and Zaije's ways. For him, that was very good.
A couple of months later, he started to get irritated, he supposed to thank destiny again for granting his all-time wish-vanishing Zaije in his life- but he can't do that anymore because he started to feel the emotions of longing and another level of discomfort. He misses Zaije's presence, Zaije's coffee, Zaije's chocolate, and Zaije's sweetness.
What's the meaning of it? Is he really fucked up? Or just hitted by sweet wave?
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THIS IS ANGIE AV's ORIGINAL STORY. REPOSTING THIS ON OTHER WEBSITES FOR PERSONAL PURPOSES WITHOUT WRITER's CONSENT MY OFFEND PLAGIARISM.
PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME.
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