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I love to create and destroy and love and hate and answer and question. everything here is me. i am one of a kind.

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Questions Of A New Heart

Her mere scent intoxicates me, god damn, I start to lose touch with reality, or maybe this is truth and ive been living in heresy? how can one woman provide such divine ecstasy? Perhaps the reason is as simple as her to me meaning more than anyone or anything?

 it never ends

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