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control_freak
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just_inflate
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stupid teacher.
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celestias shadow
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i just have to do everything myself, because i don't trust other people not to screw it up.
is such a control freak. silly me.
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jezabel
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the roadie for the band we visited
was a self-labeled control freak.
i was intrigued, and the night was
chaos from corner to corner, so i
agreed to go for a ride.
the freak couldn't control as well
as he wished, not every aspect of
chance's tide, anyway, and
he went home angry while
i went home entertained.
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megan
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aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaugh
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Ouroboros
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the psychiatrist would come to his house, and they would sit in his room, his perfect room ('i had systems you wouldnt believe' he says), and the dr would move something on his desk just a little bit from its original position, and he would have to look at it, in all his horrifying discomfort, look at it sitting there just out of place.
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one wrecked angle
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fear
of being wrong
of change
of growing old
of hurting yourself, others
of not being able to be jesus
not being able to solve the infinite unsolvable
of risk
of unrepeatable success
of who is really under all those layers
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Ouroboros
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Everything all laid out, my body all laid out, splayed out, you hold me down, you hold my face down, you twist me and hold me down, and I breathe faster and deeper, and you take my body as yours, your hands, your face, your fingers, your cock goes where you want them to go, and I am subject to the most exquisite torment of pleasure_pain. You tell me, "You are such a delicious thing to play with" as I writhe, and there is no question who is in control of this body now.
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
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