A personal study of an adult female analyzing the motivations behind her actions, no matter how embarrassing, shameful or repulsive. I'm my own worst critic.
Scars are souvenirs you never lose, the past is never far
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Daydream....
I'm thinking about him... this knot in my back is killing me, and I want him to work it out for me, his hands massaging me. Its been a rough day and I need a distraction, I would do anything to talk to him again...
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