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She never comes back. Sad, but not unexpected. If she was the one who completely understood me, the one who could wake me up the middle of the night to share something with me, she would have come back. I really didn’t expect her to, even if I talked like it. I’m starting to get [...]

Posted 16 January 2009 † tripp § Uncategorized ‡ Comments (0) °

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I try to trick myself into believing she’s thinking of me while she’s getting fucked. A small and perverse consolation.

Posted 16 January 2009 † tripp § Uncategorized ‡ Comments (0) °