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Not remotely the kind of folks you’d think would be given to shouting, “I wanna fuck you against the window so everyone can watch!” and making noises like they were mutated dolphins stranded in Upstate New York attempting to locate the rest of their pod.
wasn’t going to be forced into a game of ring-around-the-rosy with my naked, soon-to-be-ex boyfriend either.
My memories had been half-assed at best—a glorious ghost, a phantom pain—compared to the electric fucking burn of this kiss that set every single nerve ending on fire and made me feel like I was floating.
