
Ex-army bi nympho as outrageous sense. I'm reminiscing on your tenderness and the snuggling and teasing missing what i remember kissing and hugging and squeezing bugging and weezing i'm having trouble when breathing it's even tougher when sleeping but there's a couple of reasons that i'm suffering and grieving for loving and leaving you all i'm thinking of in the evening you got my knees buckling and weakening thoughts of nothing but freaking that i'm struggling to keep in and interrupt when i'm speaking i got some game that i'm preparing to run the way your lips sparkle and glare in the sun you got your hair in a bun no matter what you're doing.