i kissed a girl..... we both wanted it, but didn't need it..... eyes meeting..... hands fleeting..... and on our merry ways we departed..... i want to feel her up against me again..... but i know that she can't have me..... nor i, her.... all is fair in after-bar parties..... but to think i could have been in her as we speak..... and to think how much that arouses me..... and to think that there is no way in hell that it would be more than a fuck...... and to think that we are both wiser because we realize this...... and to think......
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shiva8:
i would much rather have made that toast with you. seems we were both kind of up to the same thing this weekend. cept for the kissing of course, i was a good girl.
binkymcqueen:
So....you can visit everyone's journal but mine....you fooker.....last time I sing to you......