Tonight, someone spilled their beer.
I wish they hadn't.
I was aroused and nervous;
you always tasted of alcohol.
I hated the way you smiled when you were inside me.
It was almost as obnoxious as your arrogance.
I wish I didn't want you anymore.
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I love you. Your writing always touches me.
You deserve so much more.
Don't forget that, and don't settle.
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