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| Addicted of Being Addicted |
| 10.14.04 (11:44 pm) [edit] |
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I'm crossing that bridge, With lessons I've learned.... I'm playing with fire, And not getting burned.... (SEAL, Prayer for The Dying) SMS sent 7.00 pm Hi Lovely! I have to wait my girlfriend till she gets a cab then I could join you with the dinner. SMS sent 09.00 pm Honey, we could watch that movie you want after I finish my dinner with her. SMS sent 11.00 pm Yes sweety, we can dance the whole night right after midnight if that is fine with you. Dance Floor, 03.00 am Stunning to hear what you’ve planned with that cream and my balls, shall we go darling! The high pursuit of streaming boiled adrenaline flowing in between any scenes, scared of being caught, yet thrilled to find out more and more. While other busy with smoking pots, slicing their arms, playing with stupid needle or sucking the white powder into their nose and all… I was addicted to this particular madness. To keep 3 to five or more relationship in a role without being caught. But that was then… for me, addicted things have one thing in common… you just have to know when to stop, maybe before you even try it. Well, unless you don’t want them to stop… ;p |
posted by: irishred (reply)
post date: 10.15.04 (12:03 am)
Just passing through....great header! I enjoyed your blog!
posted by: koibito (reply)
post date: 10.16.04 (8:49 pm)
i read it all, almost.
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