For a moment -- not even a moment, a split second -- I imagine him saying, 'The truth is, I'm desperately attracted to you.' And then I imagine myself spitting in his face. and then I imagine licking it off his cheek and kissing him. (Because I'm disturbed. Ask Anyone.)
I was country when country wasn't cool.
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walkercivilian
Jan 01, 2017 02:53AM
¡Feliz 2017 a todos! La mejor de las suertes para éste año y gracias por compartir con ustedes este 2016❤✨View all Conversations
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