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That Metal Taste

It was rape It was made up It was intentional It was a flat white                     not a latte                      not a cappuccino  … Continue reading

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Kiss Me. Now.

Sometimes I wanna stick my tongue down someone’s throat. Anyone’s. His. A no name. Just like the feel of my saliva mixing. That’s all. I’ll even put my phone down.

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