“…i never loved you

..i never can, i never meant it— i only texted it—it was pretend”. She sighed. This was not her cup of green tea, this was not her dark raw chocolate, this was not her cayenne pleasure this was rather awkward. She was a winner, and it was clear she was not winning anything. this was [...]
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Published on September 23, 2012 18:43
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