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From light to darkness I miss you, so bad it hurts. I know a part of you misses me too. I wish you would stop trying to hurt me, and actually reach out. I guess your like me, and can't. I tried, and for some reason, perhapes I'll never know. You shut me out. I can only speculate. The answer will never be clear and even if you told me, your true intentions. I'll never know. This Christmas, when the snow is falling. After you have laughed with your friends and family, take one moment. Remember me. Let me go. Then maybe I can heal. When your alone at night and everyone sleeps, as snow falls silently, but your still awake. And the lights the warmed the ground and covered your wounds are ripped away. remember I was the one you called, I was your family your friend, your other half. I would have died for you. You were my world. This, please will be the last Christmas, I cross your mind. And you cross mine. Let the new year traditions die, and we can forget. Time heals all wounds So, let me go. Let me out of this cage. Let me out, I'll mend my own wounds and finally. Flyaway.

From light to darkness I miss you, so bad it hurts. I know a part of you misses me too. I wish you w...

I think I had the chance to leave my 'ok' relationship for another one so I did to find something better. He wanted me to sneak to meet him but im not like that. I don't judge others for it but that's not me. Long story short, I stopped talking him for time to the other guy to try to work on my relationship and keep my hope going. I can't stop wondering if I did the right thing. I never met the other guy so in my head and heart , I was like, what if you don't like the other guy when you met him just all dressed up and words were "my favourite person in the world" when we met? What if he doesn't like my dress. I couldn't risk ruining what I have on that chance. Now I'm going to be forever wondering if I did the right thing til I see him but wanting to change so much about me. I miss them so much. I really felt something. ***** was my best friend. I felt so alone and lost. Did I do the right thing? yes I moved on. I will never know to do all the right moves to get what I want or people love me. That's what is going to haunt me forever.... wondering why people would never give me a direct answer to invites and why rejections for long time when I felt completely together and looking and hoping for someone completely new to meet.

I think I had the chance to leave my 'ok' relationship for another one so I did to find something be...

Ever since a little boy I have dreamed of exploring the ins and outs of aunt, delving deep into her innards. She fuels my cock daily and has for a long time. I dream about tongue fucking what I suspect to be a gorgeous sphincter, a tight hole of infinite pleasure. A cute tan little hole opening and closing. Her perky tits that stand straight up, peeking through her shirt. She is skinny, sexy skinny. Her figure is the perfect figure for me. Just skinny enough to where she still has an admirable body. Everything about her existence gives me a rock hard cock, every part of her makes my dick drip wet with pre-cum. Her eyes, her legs, her feet and toes, her forearms with veins that protrude and fade as they reach the top. She's short, the type of short that would make the average cock look colossal in comparison with her body. Every time I look at her or talk to her I can't help but think of all the dick that has been inside her. I'm envious of them, entering the love of my life without my consent. My beloved aunt. I want to run off with her, I want to make her mine. I ponder all our potential sexcapades. Waking up to her radiant smile, kissing the same mouth all those cocks have slid between, tasting the sweat from her pores. Fucking her in her favorite heels, her favorite dress. Ever since I've been able to comprehend sex she's been right there, the forefront of my sexual fantasies. The first women I ever thought about fucking. Pushing her firm ass in my face. Ramming my cock in her pussy as she screams her nephews name. One finger in her ass, pulling it out and tasting her sweaty asshole on my finger. The one woman I will never get over, the one woman I will always want more than life itself.

Ever since a little boy I have dreamed of exploring the ins and outs of aunt, delving deep into her ...