the kind of obsession I never thought myself capable of is the one I find myself wildly entangled in. To get over one you must get under another but who is this other and where is he hiding?
Is he a quick tumble between the sheets or a long hello
is he 2 thrusts quickly forgotten or is he a morning of tender remembrance
does he have a face at all or is he just a warm body
6:32 pm Tuesday, 13th January, 2015
eroticgoddess
He is out there waiting, and when the time is right, he'll appear. |
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12:36 am Wednesday, 14th January, 2015
Skebbie
I've noticed a tendency on the blogs to regard men exclusively as the villains of the peace. Perhaps that's simply because women are more inclined to articulate their feelings: certainly bitching with the girls over a few G&Ts, or simply writing about them in the public domain. Men, on the other hand, tend to be more circumspect about their love lives: that's just the way we are :-) |
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6:43 am Wednesday, 14th January, 2015
Fetch1
There is hope yet,for me ! I am a very simple,uncomplicated person without any hidden agenda ( I wouldn't recognize one, even if I had one ). |
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7:39 am Wednesday, 14th January, 2015
doktorzook
If there was just one person for everyone, there's not a cat in hells chance you'd ever meet them, far too many people in the world for that! |