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
Sunday, July 20, 2008
a new start, or at least a new fantasy...
now i'm thinking of C, look what i started... a fresh new fantasy... if i saw him today, i would lean into him, press my body into his, and ask him why he never just threw me down and took me. whisper in his ear how much i've always wanted him to fuck me until i scream...
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