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<< It depends on the chemistry with the person. But Sandie can turn out to be someone affectionate when it comes to love and very bold with thin limits in intimacy (Sharing her partner ? She don't fully agree. She is very possessive.) She’s certainly not shy.
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@BL00DSAINT << also it's been a moment I am sometimes half notified of some answers. I have to search it on the person's profile. That's so bothering. But yeah a lot just drop out of the blue and you remain : 🧍
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𝓢he was like an angel
who had fallen from heaven,
with a voice that transcended
the ordinary.
Soft and harmonious.
Like a wonder of nature,
born for glory.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 🗝️ grayson ( gray ) damon archer 」
⠀⠀ 25. rockstar, actor & model .
⠀⠀ mature content ahead . nsfw .
⠀⠀ singer . single . mv. pan no lean .
⠀⠀ ❛ his revenge will be artistic ❜
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Even those who
sold their bodies for a living.
A knife was dropped
at the sound of the voice.
Sandie turned slowly
towards the woman.
Doe-like eyes
widened in shock.
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“They got what they deserved…”
A voice full of bitterness.
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A bloodbath.
There were no other words for it.
Two men’s bodies
lay on the floor in a vast pool
of Vermillion.
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Just as much was
on the blonde pale clothes,
now covered in red.
The top of dress was torn.
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Such was the reality
for the women of the night. —
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The blonde pursed lips
In a thin line for a moment.
The truth was that
she’d never been free to do
as she pleased back then.
Under a man’s control.
And whatever wanted,
he would take it for her.
Cutting off any chance of escape.
“My… ex-partner
used to fetch them for me.”
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“Um. . .really? I'm like, literally here all the time and I've never seen you before."
Because let's be real, someone like that? Addie definitely would've definitely remembered those heels. . .unless she was totally passed out asleep in the backroom.
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Sitting next to the 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟
amidst the soundful venue.
A finger pressed against cheek,
a questioning look over brows,
inquiring eyes.
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“My, my, I’d say something’s
bothering you.”
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Sandie sighed at the question. Eyeing a point in the void
with slow blinking of empty
Glancing.
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"A woman have to find
her corner even in the worst.
But some nights.
I wish to burn this place down.”
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Scoffing at the wording.
Blonde head turned to
the stranger in a red
painted like smirk,
stretching the curves of lips.
“Clever statement.”
And she surely knew well
what it feels like.
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Taping ashes away
from tobacco papered
between manicured fingers. —
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“Life tends to fuck you raw that way…” he’d say in reference to how things turned out differently for the woman. And in a way he could relate, as he didn’t see his life like this either. -
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― You know what I am.
― Yes.
― You know what I have done.
― Yes.
― And you still want me?
― Darling, I stopped asking heaven for permission a long time ago.
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⠀i did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. i did not like to be touched because i craved it too much. i wanted to be held very tight so i would not break.