The three hundred and eleventh thing I love about us is that we can trust each other with our most embarrassing secrets.
Wait, what? What kind of secrets do I have that you think are embarrassing? Omg, now I have to think back over all the secrets I've told you and figure out which ones are embarrassing!
Soft, so soft, your lips against mine. I am grazed by their grace and drunk on their wine. We touch and we taste, endlessly divine engrossed...
Wait, what? What kind of secrets do I have that you think are embarrassing? Omg, now I have to think back over all the secrets I've told you and figure out which ones are embarrassing!
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