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Staying High
Let’s pull down those jeans, boy, and let me have a look
Just a little salty kiss and maybe then we’ll fuck
I used to look for love, but love showed me the door
So now I’m staying high and I’m fucking like a whore
Just a little salty kiss and maybe then we’ll fuck
I used to look for love, but love showed me the door
So now I’m staying high and I’m fucking like a whore
Published 31st Oct 2024
Author's Note
Writing from the darkness. Not sure how long I'll last but it feels so good.
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31st Oct 2024 5:04pm
31st Oct 2024 7:30pm
Love the way you write.....straight to the point.
Do we ever find love by looking for it?
And when it finds us, it's always just passing through.
Do we ever find love by looking for it?
And when it finds us, it's always just passing through.
31st Oct 2024 9:44pm
1st Nov 2024 3:36am
1st Nov 2024 5:21am
Oh no, don't do that! I'd liken it to someone telling me not to hit the bottle. It's so damn tempting, I know! 😉 🥂
1st Nov 2024 6:02pm
2nd Nov 2024 3:11am
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- Edited 8th Jan 2025 8:45am
3rd Nov 2024 4:28pm
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