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I'm going back to 505. If it's a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive. In my imagination, you're waiting lying on your side with your hands between your thighs.
Stop, and wait a sec. When you look at me like that, my darling, what did you expect? I'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck. Or I did last time I checked.
Not shy of a spark. The knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark. Frightened by the bite though it's no harsher than the bark. The middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start.
I'm going back to 505. If it's a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive. In my imagination, you're waiting lying on your side with your hands between your thighs.
BUT I CRUMBLE COMPLETELY WHEN YOU CRY. IT SEEMS LIKE ONCE AGAIN YOU HAD TO GREET ME WITH GOODBYE. I'M ALWAYS JUST ABOUT TO GO AND RUIN THE SURPRISE.
I'M GOING BACK TO 505. IF IT'S A 7 HOUR FLIGHT OR A 45 MINUTE DRIVE. IN MY IMAGINATION, YOU'RE WAITING LYING ON YOUR SIDE WITH YOUR HANDS BETWEEN YOUR THIGHS
AND A SMILE.
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Amino: Thealmightyanklestealer
- back to 505
- JoinedMarch 31, 2019
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