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Are you eating right? Make sure to include some of these items in your diet. You want to be fit inside and out!

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Beautiful

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[Making Men Squirt] Mature Mexican Cum Whore V4

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MILKING-COCKS

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“Dear music, I will never be able to thank you enough for always being there for me.”

— Paulo Coelho

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Sorry

‘‘ I truly am sorry.

I’m sorry for every night you looked at the clock, and it was blurry because of the tears in your eyes as you struggled to find out that it was 3 am and you hadn’t slept a wink even though you had to be up in 3 hours, all because I made you feel like you weren’t good enough.

I’m sorry for all the makeup it took to cover up the bags under your eyes and the depression written all over your face.

I’m sorry for every time my pride got in the way, for all the things I wouldn’t do for you, for all the word I would never say, because I had my own issues trying to be a man.

I’m sorry for making it hard for another man to love you, I left you hanging, ruined your trust, and now every guy that comes along, you’ll notice parts of me in him, you’ll be reluctant to let down your walls, you won’t give him 100% like he deserves, and you’ll hold on to your heart, because I scratched my name into it like a torn up CD.

I’m sorry for every time your friends had to pick you up and take you out to cheer you up. I’m sorry for the decisions you made and the vodka you drank trying to erase my memory.

I’m sorry for the bruises. I never hit you, but I did far, far worse. I gave you a heartache that doesn’t stop hurting.

I’m sorry for every time you hugged your mom as she cursed my name under her breath, because her little girl wasn’t the same anymore.

I’m sorry for every shoulder you cried on, and I’m sorry for mine never was one of them.

I’m sorry I didn’t give you the love and respect you deserved, and made it where the words ‘’I love you’’ leave a bitter taste in your mouth.

I’m sorry for every time you smell my cologne on someone else, you immediately walk away.

I’m sorry for everything I’ve put you through.

I’m sorry for how fascinated you’ve become with hurricanes, how they destroy everything in their path and how much sense it makes that they’re named after people.

I wish I never met you, because our relationship is a burnt bridge that’s become impassable.

And no matter how bad either of us want to, we’ll never be able to cross that bridge again. ‘’

- why haven’t you written something like this to me yet?