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"Let me kiss you once, i wanna see, feel, sense what i have made up in my mind, i want to feel you ,i want to see why you have become my drug, my air , my fucking life. I just wanna see if i can live without those creamy lips of yours , i want to see if i will be able to live without me thinking about you." ________________________________________________________I always was respected treated well. I was always adored. Nobody talked back to me even my parents. Him. He was the one who was rude , arrogant , so....urgggg irritating. He made my heartbeat for all the wrong reasons. I wanted to hate him but then i wanted to love him. I wanted to be his. I wanted him to be mine. But the circumstances made it hard for us to be together. I was never a desperate person but when it came to him i was. I was a fucking patient on life support without him. He was my drug. I was his poison. ____________________________
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