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Have you ever done something stupid which afterwards when you've recovered from the high, you now feel the cringe every time you remember the bits of it?

I wish I didn't sleep with him last night.

I wish I thought about it, and said no instead of diving into it. Though I did say no, I was just weak; incapable to decline his charm. I mean, who'd say no to a fine specimen like that, someone who you've been fantasising for a while now.

I wore his shirt for a reason, and why would I settle for the shirt if I can have the man himself. Why would I smell the shirt to feel him when I can have him right inside me, filling me to the brim.

I've spent the entire day at the office thinking