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I've become someone who fakes it to avoid a fight - someone whose pleasure is mechanical and unearned. Whispers go directly into my brain lik..

Can I take one minute of heavy rainfall and splatter it on my face Can I do that, and maybe twist you Maybe convince you that leaving me is not..

The West Point cadet studies Hamlet. Do you blame him, he doesn't see the point. The professor didn't have to trade ten years of young life fo..

Walking down the dark road with the impunity of a vampire - her, with the large breasts, dangling, teasing - The wolves cry out "She's asking..

No darkness in the touch or tingling in my belly. No innocent shyness or porn-like coyness. Just the right materials to make the engine run. ..

Drops of blood like chocolate Let it rain in this club - raining drops of blood in this Iraqi club. Gunpowder that feels like sugar For a sw..

He said, "I will love you forever. Unless you don't lose the weight after we have kids, unless you get spider veins... and, of course, you r..

Marilyn had curves and a smile in her feminine arsenal. Used with the precision... of a Confederate spy. Yes - today she's a fatty thick arou..

Walk into a room and the light bulb clicks on Sit at your computer and hear it go off. God's like a dinosaur He sees what moves. God's like a..

The gay Asian men hold condoms on their fingers like gloves. The transgendered female talks about her prostitution. I just want to get to clas..