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*Tongue kisses you after you gave me head*

Every time

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“So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both sad and happy and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.”

— Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

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~ Pourposeless love drains me, sand in a cracked hourglass. Wasting precious emotion, detromental to my self awareness. Destroying any hope in sight, creating holes in my heart like none other. Ignoramce is blissful, leaving me with an uncharted mind~

10:27 p.m. Thursday, February 8. 2018

Journal of Riley Pierrard

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“A soul mate is not the person who makes you the happiest, but the one who makes you feel the most.”

— Sierra DeMulder, “The Unrequited Love Poem” 

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~The glistening sound of your short breaths in the night, dreaming, you twitch. Suddenly shaking,  your imagination runs rampant through your mind. My arm, a sheild of warmth, raises to pull you closer whispering soft bounteous melodies to your skin. No longer shaking, a smile pierces to life with fragility, yet remaining soundless. I too, must be dreaming. ~

1.30.17

Journal of Riley Pierrard

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~ My mind is clouded with you, the nimbostratus of my Brain. So present, even the thickest cover can not repeal. A faint image of who you were stains my every thought, as if to trademark. Though with thought comes the responsibility of silence through my mouth. Disclosure, defeated no more are my actions by your imprisonment.~

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Your hand on my neck, down the long of my back. I bring you closer. You sigh as I run my hand down your torso. Your lips, so soft and scrumptious. A strong physical connection, within emotional binding.

Journal of Riley Pierrard