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[chris_r232]

she meets my gaze. at first I feel timid, reserved, even complacent. But the connection continues, her stare holds my very thoughts. she knows my emotions, feels my pure intentions. Her scent subtly paints pictures of memories past. our fingers then begin to merge, bodys thereafter, as if in a progression or complex piece of art. this unity is no

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[xtuffasnailsx]

dude,stop listening to elliot smith and pedro the lion.you are starting to weird me out.