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Thank you to the butterflies in my stomach. I haven't felt this nervous since I was a little flappy down nestling. My daring dew is half disguise behind the smile. My beak is grinding. Ever minding. I swore I wouldn't dwell on the div for my own health. I'll remind myself that when I see him, I know that it won't feel so tough. I'll believe him and not the voice that says I'm not enough. No need for an arrangement. It can just be him and me. I'll set us free. How perfect it could be when I see him tonight. All right. It's been a while since he begged for attention. Are we okay? Can't really say. I'm getting by avoiding his
questions. So complicated. I hate when it's complicated. When do I always end up in situations that are complicated? Here I go again. Getting in my head, so I'll focus on the sexy stuff instead. When I see him, when I see him, I'm going to do that thing he likes. I will change. No need to change things. I'll just bring the rope and spice. We've got a nice arrangement and it's working out just fine. We'll keep it light. I'll [__] die alone if this goes back when I see him tonight. Am I doing something I can't take back? Relax. Would he want me if he was free? I think he's only here as a prisoner. What kind of monster does that make me?
My entire life's been written in stone. He taught me that I could choose. He deserves the choice to say or go. Though it scares me to think what I do. Can't wait to lose ourselves in nasty sense and make that bird squat. Really must. We'll just stick with what makes sense like him sucking my worst. Waiting for the shoe to drop. Who needs words when you got a mouth full of your worthy of your love and trust? I believe his birth was nice and rough. Tonight cannot come. He'll be coming soon enough. Oh yeah. But when I see him, will it be tender or be tough? Will it please him or will I just be [__] it
all up? Can this be a relationship or am I still naive? I'll set us free. as it may be when I see him tonight.
