wildwritings: “the first girl I gave myself to” R.R-P (wildwritings) She was soft in all
wildwritings: “the first girl I gave myself to” R.R-P (wildwritings) She was soft in all the right places, like a duvet, or a rug if a rug had a core of solid tenderness. But she was cruel too. And she broke my heart. So completely. And I do not have her softness. but, I want it. -- source link
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