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The Thing About Same Sex Dating

People often also mistake my partner and me as sisters, though we don’t look alike at all. It’s something I have found recurring in most same sex couples we are friends with.

What Are The Chances?

People here want adrenaline, excitement, climbing mountains together, candlelight dinners, but I just want a boring routine, an every day with you.

Poem : Sometimes

Your vision is rippled with pleasure, as she glides, oblivious, I die a little as you smile, secretly, hoping people don't see In your arms your need throb's delusional She is dearer to you than the air you breathe Sometimes, I just want to be her.

Poem : Go Fuck Yourself

will think about the time someone kissed every inch of my side from my neck to my hip and I'll moan My hands move down there slowly, I groan Under my sheets, lie a treasure trove of memories
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