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I can only write song lyrics when I’m really depressed and that spark of awesomeness only last about five minutes then I’m done. Today sucks.
His pointer finger circled my puckered love cave. “Are you ready for this?” he mewled, smirking at me like a mother hamster about to eat her three-legged young. —
50 Shades of Grey
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