alana
lovers

you stinkA dirty brown shirt is sitting on the chair behind me. It smells strong of week-old body odor and spray-on deodorant. It disgusts, this stench stifles, and it reminds me of you. Though this shirt belongs to a boy like you, this boy is not you. The boy is not rude or arrogant, he seemed to care more for me than for himself, he came over whenever I called, he planned trips to Paris. He was not at all like you, he was simple. Still I regret the night that he and I met, I think now that perhaps if it were not for him I would never have known that Im in love with you.you stink
I dreamt one night while he was lying there beside me, breat
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MOVED ACCOUNTS. ---> ~Moophles
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AAAH FUCKING AAAH
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My design work is at ~inksuckerdesigns
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My design work is at ~inksuckerdesigns
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