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Hey sexy
Hey gorgeous
Oi talk :P
nah I have a wardrobe to walk in and a spa bath to make out


So there

I m not in luv wih u, I m just in luv with the fancy illusion, ur my addiction, ur my drug, ur my Chanel Miss I wanna wear when I go out, yet ur not suitable for housekeeping

We r actors in a freak show, We r proving to the crowd how hot we r together, yet have u ever got the feeling that we r caught in between, no lovers, no friends, we r just using each other, for a freak show we reckon zillions of audiences r gonna present, which, btw, none of them even care enough to give a shit,believe me you. wats the truth behind our luv scene,wats the BLOODY MOTIVATION?

Anyway, I still luv u A R I E L.

Luv u hubby
<3 u my lil mrs


U left ur shoes n iphone in my car. I called out Ariel's stuff then caught 100 eyes starring at my back. We jumped on the stage of saloon n made out. Ur hands r always on my hip when we walk on the streets or hanging around at pubs, yet u never look me into the eyes n talk to me patiently and tenderly in private, not even as tender as u fucking me. I never text u watsoever, never make u anything, never call u huni when no one s around. Wat r we, Y r we doing this? Somebody helps me I m outta control

hmmmmm I always think those with Freaking long self-intro r idiots n freak, but right now I kinda enjoy it myself. Perhaps cause I m insane. Hes LEO as well, we agree on great term that we r friends hanging out together a slightly bit more than normal mates. I mean, who the hell would fuck an ordinary mate on a regular base. Never mind, he yells out I LOVE U when his friends tell him that I m cool n crazy. He yells out UR MY WIFEY or UR MY BIATCH when I nail him real good. He kisses me like a virgin when hes drunk. Yet he never has said b4, nor would he says it after, that he actually falls for me. Fair enough , if ur gonna bring it on, I m playing it hard mista. I cant help but wondering who will read this load of crap, but watever, I m just happy that I have a place, where neither him or our friends can see it, witnessing the struggle and fear I pour out in public seems heaps worse than making me strip on the street.

Xmas, hot as hell, Xmas Eve with ur friends n sista, we hugged n kissed n kissed on the balcony, yet somehow when ur mom was in, u pushed me towartds ur BFF n rumbled, Mom Id like u 2 meet Lexi, Chris's GF. Like thunder n storm in my world, Y did u have 2 do this 2 me?

Im nothing without u
M I?