Friday, August 21, 2009

Going out now, I feel more beautiful than I ever was when I went out with you. Don't get me wrong, I felt beautiful when it was just the two of us, and when we were at home, I just didn't care, but I don't think I ever really enjoyed going out with you. Plus whenever we went out, unless you were holding my hand, it was like we weren't even together or you had your hand on my shoulder like I was your property, which I always hated. No matter how much I said you were mine or you said that I was yours. It's because we took each other's virginity. Not because your hand was on my shoulder or mine was on yours.

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