Living For The Weeknd...
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"If...all I can say is if...
Promise me you wont regret me like the tattoos on my skin...
Let the wrong path come to me.
One day I'm hoping that you will remember me...
When you fuck them, you'll see my face...
My body is yours...
Give them any other day, but Thursday.
You belong to me, every Thursday. I'll wait for you, I'll be beautiful for you...every Thursday...
I exist....
Only on Thursday..."
Well, in Faith's case...this
Saturday.
Will a night of stress relieving turn into an experience she'll never forget....or always regret.?
(**WARNING** Sexual Content)
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