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Nate Higgins
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My lover who comes in the shadows at night to tease me touch me and steal my affections to find the core of self awareness. Know pleasure: Understand pleasure: Embrace pleasure: and you will know pain.
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anastacia
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the smell makes me "mmmmm..." and i've seen the tears but that kind of love only satisfies my insides and upside-downs
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princess peculiar
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sometimes gets too much
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Free
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Pleasure and pain are two sides of the some coin.
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birdmad
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the look on your face with my hand on your thigh one night at the theatre, with my fingertips making small circular motions at the small of your back one night at the old apartment you looked nowhere near as uneasy as you claimed to be later
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hehe
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my pleasure is when i kill alll of you people!!!!!!
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gwyllynne
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And what is your pleasure, son?
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frank cotten
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"i had grown bored there was nothing i hadn't experienced...they showed me something new...pain, pleasure -- indivisible." come to daddy
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unhinged
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pleasure is the molecular confirmation of another life draining my heat from my back to stare into his eyes knowing he thought he was going to get something out of my perceived weakness. pleasure is waking up to the tears you never believed you would cry again as the headlights came looming towards you. pleasure is the tenderness of touch only conceived inside your own mind. my pleasures and my desires oppose each other. i would take a day to hold you in pleasure but take an hour to find you in desire. the more long-lasting side of love. it would be my pleasure to accompany you to the dance.
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tokyoTRASH
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thick lips tugging at your own.
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depeche bird
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little trasure
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sweetheart of the song tra bong
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I like pleasure spiked with pain and music is my aeroplane... -Red Hot Chili Peppers
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calypso calling
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my head is spinning, dizzy and delirious... a fantasy fulfilled, passionate and mysterious... a pleasure like no other, magical and curious
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ClairE
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It seems like something you should be able to buy in a box. A purple mist emanating from between legs. You should be able to walk into a store, open up the package, and sniff testers.
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*nat*
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in the last 24 hours i hav experienced two types of pleasure. Firstly that of the sexual sort. And today, whilst cleaning my room, destroyed up the pathetic debris ofmy last relationship, photos, letters, cards, presents, EVERYTHING. BRYN I HATE YOU FOR MAKING ME FEEL RELUCTANT TO LOOK AFTER NUMBER 1, MAKING ME FEEL GUILTY FOR YOUR MISTAKES, AND MAKING MY ENTIRE LIFE EVOLVE AROUND YOU, WHEN IT DIDNT DESERVE TO. CALL ME BIG HEADED, BUT JUS WERENT WORTH IT. U ARE A PRAT OF PATHETIC PSYCHOLOGICAL DISORDER. Make that three
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~gez~
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wow i didnt know he was that bad. ill avoid him in the future i know realise what a git he is, and also how easy it is to manipulate people. anybody know the 1 basketball in the court story
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girlnamedlover
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your eyes jerking open with suprise and pleasure when I bite your lip.
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021111
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littleidiot
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no middle ground.
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ShnizelCheese
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There are so many ways, so many different ways.... and i enjoy them all yes... ALL...
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the real niska
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i didn't write the above post. i tried to figure out what it means, but i don't even know...
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Death of a Rose
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I'm the definition of self indulgent pleasure. I'm thinking of making a photograph of my memories and arranging them artfully and poetically into a photo binder. Then taking that binder and incinerating it.
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Emily
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The pleasures of love the memories withheald ceasing to exist only bieng depressed by my isolation from sensibility
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BonTon
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The crunch of seashells and sand underneath my feet as the salt spray stings my face all the while holding your hand and trying to make you smile that special smile again.
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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