Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Ex Lover

I'll sign on one condition. We skip this. We go to my sleek new surgery and we christen the patients' bed with our final fuck. I know you don't want to..and I know you think I'm sick for asking, but that's what I'm asking. For old times' sake. Because I'm obsessed with you. Because I can't get over you unless... Because I think, on some small level, you owe me something for deceiving me so exquisitely. For all these reasons, I am begging you to give me your body. You'd be my whore. And in return, I will pay you with your liberty. You do this, I swear I will not contact you again.

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