Do you still think of me? I miss you. It has been a long time since I saw your face, heard your voice. I reached out to you first. I told you how I felt.

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Do you still think of me? I miss you. It has been a long time since I saw your face, heard your voice. I reached out to you first. I told you how I felt. I do not regret that. I am so happy to hear through the grapevine that you are doing better, after your incident. I want you to know that you do not have to go through this alone. Your friends love you and will help you in any way we can. I want you to be happy. I want to see you.
I do not judge you for what you did. I feel what I have done to you is no good either. Yes I am still with my boyfriend, we got back together and I blew you off. But it was only because I was going through some things. Other than you, he was the only person who knew the whole story. The only exception is that he had witnessed what was actually going on with me. It was easier to go back to him than to start something knew. He was dealing with s*** too. He needed me and I needed someone who was actually there.
I have never given you the proper chance you deserve. I am a terrible liar. I am telling the truth when I say I think about you every single day and every night before I sleep. I have never told you how smart and s*** and talented you are. You truly inspire me. I want you to see all the great things that can happen if you move away from that place. I just don’t think you will ever take the chance. You have a girlfriend now. But I wonder, do you ever think of me? Do you feel about me the way I feel about you? How can I talk to you? How can I get ahold of you? How can I hold you and tell you everything will be alright.
Sometimes I dream that one day Ill go back home and all of our friends will be together again and happy and sharing a bowl or a beer. And you’ll walk in and I will look into your sad blue eyes and we will have found each other again. You are the only one to kiss me right. You are the only one to hold me right while I sleep. There are many times when you have comforted me, but I tried to hide it because I knew it was wrong. But I am ready for it to be so so right and so real. I miss you. I love you. I imagine that once I finally see you again you will hug me so tightly like we did before. That you will love me. That we can start our lives together. We can run away together like we always said we would. You can teach me more than one song on the guitar and I will paint for you late in the night. I would f*** you so so sweetly every morning and every evening. I will kiss you as hard and as good as you kiss me. We will be together. Maybe.

Do you ever think of me?

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I played with my mom’s bod during my high school days she was all broken back then her parents died one after other in the same year after that my dad cheated on her and we left him to live in her parents house there I used to blame her for our situation and me frustrated would always end up arguing with her untill she gets into tears and accepts her defeat that made me felt bad later but the same would happen again after a day or two one after another argument made me felt as a superior male over her in the house that made me felt as a dominant one over a broken submissive female that soon made me want to get her ready for reliving my frustrations or for accepting me as a mating male in bed, as I kept winning such arguments frequently making her in tears surrender, one night i went into her bed late after she got asleep I and crawled under her blanket for the first few times I tried groping her I use to grab her b**bs she woke up scold me as I’m yours “fu**in mother you idiot” and go to the other room this happened alot of times but with every night I played more with her b**bs and then pinching and pulling her ni**les one night I slid my hand into her p*n*ty and rubbed her c*it as she tried getting up I grabbed her with the other are and my legs around hers she tried hard but I kept on moving ahead with what I was doing soon she got so wet she covered her mouth with her hands and started crying I could clearly feel her getting swelled up down there with every passing second more slippery sticky stuff coming out while she was in tears crying with one hand on her mouth and another one trying to pull my hand out but I kept f******** her roughly until I felt her cl*t pumping on my fingers, she cu**ed with shaking org**m. Right after that I left her she got up and went to the other room.

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