Never quite satiated, I am an addict.
Your dirty thoughts and slanting eyes are my pills and needles.
Make me make you want me.
Make me test you, play my games and break all the rules.
Turn me in circles, push me to the ground and twist my wrists until I cry out.
Push my boundaries and get me angry on purpose.
Step out of your comfort zone and pull me out of mine.
Hurt me, but only if I beg you to.
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3 comments:
Addictions are soo good.
Thanks for the birthday wish.
And yes, the Emily's I have dated have been wonderful, not perfect, but wonderfull. But who wants perfect anyway, right? The first Emily's teeth always nashed mine when we kissed and she didn't drink so I had to end it. The kissing was horrible. The second Emily got a great job and moved away, she was kind of snobbish anyway, she made looked down on me for going to the University of Michigan. She went to Yale or some crap like that.
So, MIss.Emily, as long as you are a good kisser and not snobby about where you went to college, then you're even better than the Emilys I've dated. I kind of suspected you were anyway.
P.S. Yes, the White Stripes and The Shins together at Coney Island, New York. Easily in the top three shows I've ever seen.
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