"I don't want to be your f*cking friend." She spat.
Oh well no fucking duh, why would you want to be my fri-
"I want you to be mine and I want to be yours."
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Sweet, Salty, Spicy
Poetry'Her body is a treat, something soft, delicious and sweet.'
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"I don't want to be your f*cking friend." She spat.
Oh well no fucking duh, why would you want to be my fri-
"I want you to be mine and I want to be yours."
