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Click hereThat smug look upon your face tells me where you've been,
You've been out "thinking", rather drinking.
Oh I'm sooo sorry, you didn't want to stay home and watch tv again?
Than how about f**king me?
Ohhh okay...you'll be back to do that around 2 am, breath hot with alcohol, smelling like someone else...
Ooohhh....okay then....I'll just wait here and try to stay awake to f**k you....
Ooohhh how it arouses me....the smell of stale beer and cigarettes mixed with that sweet scent of the person I do not know
You say you don't want to toy with me anymore....I'll say it once, then I'll say it no more...
You've been toying with me for years.......you cold, heartless whore!!
Sounds like a bitter love/hate relationship ~ held together by passion's embrace.
The only thing worse
Than his coming home late
Smelling of cigarettes and stale beer...
a mental sketch from a poetic write, passion and frustration a combination that can explode ...into a powerful write <grin