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Ana Mejia posted an update: 1 year, 9 months ago
Please dont hate me. Swear to me.
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Ana Mejia posted an update in the group
dear you…love me: 1 year, 9 months agoDear you.
I love you. I know I do. I love you in my way. Thats the only thing I can promise you. The only thing i can give you.
I dont want you to disapear on me again. I dont think I can handle it.
I’m sorry I kissed you. I just really needed your mouth on my lips.Love,
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Ana Mejia wrote about the word punishment 1 year, 9 months ago
And so he was punished with her lips. Their chemistry made his whole relationships doomed from the very beginning. And there was nothing he could do. It was hopeless.
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Ana Mejia wrote about the word thunder 1 year, 9 months ago
I was just arriving. Had to grab a bus. Then i had to walk about 1km to get there. It was pourring rain. I could baerly even see. Finally I got there. The locked down smell. The dusty air around my eyes. As I dried myself with the thick dark blue towel. I saw the [...]
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Ana Mejia wrote about the word violent 1 year, 10 months ago
There is only one thing in my head right now, and I would like it to be violent.
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Ana Mejia posted an update in the group
Erotica: 1 year, 10 months agoAnd so it was violent. I dont even remember how we entered his apartment. My eyes could only see his body. His body could only feel my hands. I desperately took of his shirt while he kissed me down the neck. He then pushed me as hard as he could towards the blue wall. I didint even feel the pain. He pushed me hard against his body, there I laid traped between the hot and cold. Picked me up and held me with my legs opened…
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Ana Mejia wrote about the word trophy 1 year, 10 months ago
And so every time I watch a movie and it makes me feel like I was on extasy, I secretly give it a trophy in my mind.
Toy it was Wristcutters: A love Story.
And yesterday
Pump the volume up.Thank the lord for movies.
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Ana Mejia posted an update in the group
Erotica: 1 year, 10 months agoSo,
Its happening more frequent now. The need for sex.
I really dont know how to put it off. Its like this raging animal inside of me that needs to get out an hunt, but it cant.And the animal gets crazzier. When im with you. Specially when we are all alone. And i know you wont kiss me. You will never do it again. And if I do it then i would be screwing with your head… again.
I really need to get laid. But all of the men in my city seem to have disapeared.
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Ana Mejia posted an update in the group
dear you…love me: 1 year, 10 months agoDear you,
I think that when you stoped loving me. And liking her. I started loving you. But is it really love? Or my desire to make sweet love to you?
Whatever,
Me.
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Ana Mejia posted an update: 1 year, 10 months ago
Lets get crazy. Fuck society. Fuck the next year of my life. How the fuck am I to decide what im gonna do for the rest of my miserable life in just one fucking year? wait scratch that, in the next eight months?
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Ana Mejia wrote about the word sticks 1 year, 10 months ago
They are white with a head filled of colour orange. If your lucky, they are just white as snow and taste like mint. Those annoying killer sticks. Today I threw twenty-six of them out my window. But yet, every time I see, smell or just imagine one of them. My mouth starts craving them. Those [...]
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Ana Mejia wrote about the word held 1 year, 11 months ago
I wish somebody did. Hold me that is.
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Ana Mejia wrote about the word domestic 2 years ago
Today i got home from school and cooked the besy dinner ever. I think ive never felt so domestic.
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Ana Mejia posted an update in the group
dear you…love me: 2 years agoDear you.
Where are you?
Please stop hidding.
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Ana Mejia wrote about the word vodka 2 years ago
She really is tryng to write. Something. Anything.
But nothing comes.
She stands up from the computer seat.
Maybe a shower will help. Maybe some vodka will help.
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Ana Mejia posted an update in the group
dear you…love me: 2 years agoHe called. Crying. It wasn’t normal really, actually, a bit scary. He told me he had gotten in a fight wth his dad. That he didin’t wanna be as sad as his father, as mediocre. I listened, was there for him.
And when we talked about the occurred he understood, and linked it to my father. That really tastes like shit.
How he you link the pain I didint feel (because i Didint know him) of my father to the pain of his mistake, hs betrail.
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Ana Mejia wrote about the word iron 2 years ago
She fell down, again.
Fuck.
She couldn’t run around central park without falling on her face. This time it has the lip, she was bleeding, the cold iron flavour filled her mouth. She ran as fast as she could to the garbage can. -
Ana Mejia wrote about the word acoustic 2 years, 1 month ago
As I wonderes between the store i found her, THE most beautiful acoustic guitar yet to be seen. Cost = 5000 dollars. FUCK
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Ana Mejia wrote about the word whiskey 2 years, 1 month ago
And so they sat down. After many weeks of being strangers, they grew again, together. And as they started talking, well actually no, as HE started talking.Tears streamed down her face. He understood her, the way she was, her messed up self, he understood what nobody had until now. That freaked her out, ergo the [...]
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