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Mystery is the best Language updated 9th Aug 2025
I loved you silently, hopelessly, Either timidity or jealousy languish; I loved you so sincerely, so tenderly, How God forbid you loved to be different.
Thoughts of the Day:
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
something that just popped into my head:
Enjoying the sensation of our lips expressing our desire, as my fingers absent mindedly twist and play with your hair
please stop sending me friend request without talking to me first!!
Seeking