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Remember the time

…when I gave more fucks

By 5enxPublished 5 months ago 1 min read

How I remember it is: well, fragmented, hurtful and dishonest as fuck but at points;

They were so compassionate and competitive, especially with cards and sucking my titties.

*competition with self is a thing…too

They were a perfectionist so I usually got exactly what i asked for or a humbly dope alteration.

They were keen on my pleasures, even if it came from another lover…I meant more because honestly he had other pussy and dick on the side. Secrets are currency.

I could have ended positively but, fuck him with the addition of beans. #norice

sad poetry

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5enx

hurt spirit trying harder not to hurt spirits; by pouring into words meanings my actions can not humanize.

:creative therapy:

#unfuckingapenetratedheart

@the5enx

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