“I was never more alone than when you were inside me. Filled with an emptiness so profound. That you could be inside my very skin and still I couldn't touch you at all…”
aw i know that.
looking someone in the eye and knowing they dont see you.
fucking someone all over while knowing he dont love you.
exactly like the more we worship love, the better we understand loneliness.
and no matter how much more we wore, it is still terribly cold.
too eager chewing on leftovers, we choked.
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Well they say bad sex is still sex. can't have been all bad.
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