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I'm gonna be real: I'm a little bit crazy. Not in a scary way. In a "I will obsess over the way a guy smells and then think about his cck for three weeks straight" way. I get attached to specific details. The way his laugh sounds. The way he looks at me. The way I imagine he fcks. I'm not stable. But I'm fun. Pick a struggle.
I hate my ex. I really, truly do. But if he texted me right now and said "I need you," I would absolutely show up and let him fck my pssy raw. Not because I want him back. But because he knew exactly what I liked, and I'm too stubborn to find someone new when I'm in a mood. I'm toxic. I know. I don't care.
