May 31, 2011 by Rosemerry
before I could ask if you could kiss even the blackest part of me, you did.
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“the blackest part of me” plays against the title quite nicely. Politeness and dismal misery. Such a pair.
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“the blackest part of me” plays against the title quite nicely.
Politeness and dismal misery. Such a pair.