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I thought of calling my ex, but that thought drew me back again, it came back and forth that I ended up dialing his number, and as always as he used to do it, he didn't pick up. Looking back at the album gallery of my flashbacks, he tortured me, he emotionally abused me that I could remember how much the pain used to feel like to me. He would sometimes evaporate Saturday night till Monday or Tuesday afternoon with dense stories. I would go mad, but nothing would make me mad than hearing him singing the 'misplaced phone ' song with the very same lyrics which got released weekly! How funny! You see? That really drove me so mad! But hey! I stayed, regardless, I did, love made me stay, love told

~I want to breathe, I hate this night I want to wake up, I hate this dream I'm trapped inside of myself and I'm dead Don't wanna be lonely Just wanna be yours~ -(BTS) Save Me --- --- --- --- --- "You are home sire." "I am." "And you are late." "Indeed." "And you seem rather flustered." "I do- what?" "Your cheeks sire. You are red as the red moon." "No I'm not.” "Yes you are."

"The moment is now getting dangerous, Selena..." The sound of his voice is luring me even more. It become much more deeper, huskier, and darker than the usual. His careful and cautious touch turns sensual and the tender rhythm of his kiss slowly become rough, demanding, and needy. On the back of my head, I know that I must complain.

“Because I don't want to wait anymore. I'm done waiting. I needed to kiss you, at least once.” “Just once?” My heart stalled a little. I wanted to kiss him far more than just once. Billions of kisses wouldn't be enough. “At least once,” he clarified, bending his head to mine again. “But I'm not sure that even a million would satisfy me now.” “Ms. Page!” An urgent cry came as the door opened and interrupted my perfect night. Standing in the doorway was the party coordinator, looking incredibly flustered. Her hair was mussed and her cheeks red.

Oh how I’ve missed hearing his moans. “Kiss me”, he whispered, slipping his hand into the waistband of my jeans. “I can’t”, I murmur into his neck. “I could care less about the fact that you puked Crinka. Now kiss me”. “Fine, but don’t blame me if I taste horrible”. “You’ll always taste the same to me love”.

Gosh! I couldn't hold back anymore as I increased my pace and began slamming in and out of her so deep that our moans filled the room. I coupld hear the sound of my d*ck as it slammed hard into her tight pleasure hole. I felt that I was at the edge of releasing my seed into her, I increased my pace again as I shut my load into her making her jerk on my d*ck. I brought my face to hers as I kissed her leaving my d*ck in her. I rolled over as she was now on top of me. She laid on my chest painting so hard with my d*ck still in her, "I warned to you, " I teased

And everything else seemed to vanish for a second, including Nathan, Amelia, and the grief. Then he stopped when the music slowed. And there was only silence for a moment. His lips were inches from mine as his eyes softened. Yemi said in a low, personal voice, "I'll tell you a secret." "Life is too short to spend it worrying about people who don’t deserve your time." I didn't respond. I was unable to. Although the words stuck in my throat, my body was screaming for me to kiss him and, for a brief minute, forget the chaos of my life.

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She pointed out and smirked at me. [8:37AM] Kim: What I feel for you is beyond obsession, trust me. She froze, eyes widened in shock as she looked up at me. [8:38AM] Kim: Can you go get your iPad? I want you to download a song. [8:38AM] O.C: Sure. [8:38AM] Kim: Take your earphones with you. I watched her head into the house and came out few minutes later. [8:41AM] Kim: Bop Bop Baby by Westlife, that's the song I want you to download.

---------------------------------------------------------- You can kiss me in the moonlight.. On the rooftop under the sky, or You can kiss me with the windows open While the rain comes pouring inside Kiss me in sweet slow motion Let’s let everything slide You got me floating, you got me flying…! “This Kiss” by Faith Hill. ----------------------------------------------------------