Saturday, January 08, 2005

An old flame

Fuck me up the ass. I don’t want to hear this shit.

I can tell him everything about me, but I don’t want to hear about him.

Never mind that I love my man. This guy has his claws in me. He always has, always will. Wound me, bend me, break me, with a little twist of his hand.

No contact is the best contact. Keep him at arms length, farther even. If he does not touch me he cannot harm me. Or so the theory goes.


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