November 9th, 2010
Every time I think about you on top of me, kissing my neck or just kissing me in general I get mass amounts of butterflies. But no, these aren't the school girl butterflies, that tickle and go away after five seconds..They're the kind that burn for several minutes as I think about you making me incredibly hot. You've really done it, man. I haven't felt this way..in a while. I'm starting to lose control with you and to be honest, I really don't give a flying fuck.
Labels: come here now sweet boy, diary, sweet boy
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