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Sunday March 30, 08
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12:58 PM - "Not The Girl You Think I am"
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You have never even met me. Yet in your words, you wish to dine on my breast. To you, I am the unattainable one, the woman you haven't yet ruined (but would like to) to you I am merely the notch on your endless metaphysical belt that won't ever bite leather no bit will be put in my mouth! I am the golden one that silly goose who will forever alude you. You assume I'm your favorite candy, you know, the ones with the dripping cherry liquor in them. Cordial I am NOT. Be my guest bite down gushing coppery tampon soaked reality coating your chinny chin chin maybe only then you would finally realize I am a one woman monsoon you'd never be able to tame. Inwardly I smile, cool as 21st century humming calmly.The truth of me and who I AM, backing away you finally snap awake from your Don Juan pose realizing I am not going to join your stable of weak and helpless mares. Breaking me in an impossibility. So, how do like me now?
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