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the—virus-of-life:

I am so sad all the fucking time and I desperately need someone to take it away

I don’t want sex, I want the things that lead up to it. The slow kissing, then the passionate kissing, then the pulling closer, the neck kisses, the grabbing, biting, heavy breathing, grinding, the pauses while you catch your breath, feeling each other. Oh my.

Then sex.

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