“plug in why dont you?? your electric potential sends chills up my neck. arousing. blindly go searching for an outlet. one of three. bonding like atoms. my central nucleus reserves all power, law in my pulse. im drawn to you. roused by you, kinetically. charged by the wattage that enters me. shocked by the waters left post electricity. never play with dangerous apparatus when you’re all wet. someone come clean up this mess … “ - luv memoirs of a lvvr
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Tuesday, July 20th, 2010
