Every month, a different Us. Hearts smashed together with the finesse of a car accident. Broken wings and fractured legs patched together with orgasms. Knees against breasts, stomach against thighs, hands around hips. Over and over, a filthy flesh dance with dozens and dozens of partners. We whispering empty nothings to one another through pillowcase shells. Baiting each other into vulnerability until it felt like affection.
11:01 p.m. - 2015-11-19
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