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----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- no computer yet He touches me as if he actually wants me.So soft yet so wanting.And he makes love.And I can make him want me.And he makes me want him.And when I want him,I want him as bad as I would want to be wanted.Because thats how he makes me feel.He looks into my eyes,and I can look into his.It feels good to feel this.It feels good to have it.I hope I dont fuck this up. 7:06 p.m. - 2005-02-07 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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