I like you. Love you.
It's such an overwhelming instinct.
You are only for me. And I am only for you.
You and me are one.
I want to touch. Be touched.
Our hearts and bodies are separate,
Why can't they just merge into one...
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I write stories now
I'm starting to write stories, well a story now. Avalible for my friends to see only, I up-grade it everytime I write more in the story. (I have a program on my comp I'm writing this on)
WARNING: contains M/M furry, maybe other stuffs, I'm not sure
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Pent and Ten
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