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The girl crawling through the sands of time. Her struggle to live, to move forward she needed that one slimmer of hope. In the distance she peers over the dune and rising from what seemed like the sun was a man carrying a canteen. She blinked and he was gone. Oh how she craved the water of the canteen trickling down her throat. The icy crystals condensating on the sides pressed against her hands. Oh how she craved the glossy swirl of coldness. Oh what she would do for one sip of that canteen...
i am craving that buttery salty goodness melting in my mouth. the pure joy as i wash my lemonade down with it. i want to devour it in one bite yet again i never want it to end so i savour every last bite. licking the grease and salt off my lips leads to my guilt but then i get a hint of its every lasting deliciousness in my mouth and i remember the delight the simple snack brought me
The man and the woman fought all the time. Why must she cater his every need. Who does he think she is? Some worthless piece of shit that does not deserve any respect. This woman has a mind and has thoughts so he should get over himself and listen to them. She is not some domesticated animal, where he can train her to do what he wants.
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