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Beauty, surface

In by Wyatt on August 4, 2010 at 11:24 am

Hey sexy. I see you there, all glinty and pretty. I know on the inside you’re rotten and decrepit, a labyrinth of disease and subtle festering. But from where I can see you, well, I like what I see. You clean up well.

Who ever said you can’t polish a turd.

I know you’re delicate. I know you can’t handle what I want to do to you. So you just keep standing there, looking gorgeous. Yeah, like that. Don’t you move an inch.

I SAID DON’T MOVE.

Fragile petals have to learnt to follow instructions, petite… Or else they break.

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