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I like my rough edges. Smooth women are too easy to climb.
Today I inked my skin with your name. Not because I like the look and not because I love you. I got a tattoo because I like knowing it will never leave me even if you do.
We create storms. Brutal, beautiful storms. So loud and bright they wake the neighbors. But no one helps to calm them nor do they hide in safety. They just stare, mesmerized by our show.
