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"i know when you hear my name, your eyes quiver and your throat feels raw 
you can't help but seize at the idea of hearing my voice again
no one else can quell your parched tongue, as nothing would be more gratifying than me"
-i know i keep quoting my own poetry but ugh let me live >///<
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like any other genderfluid boss babe, i use tumblr to quench my thirst for smutty fan fiction. last night as i was perusing for my night cap i decided "hey, lets read about joel miller just absolutely going to town on my body!" BUT you perverse, fatherless (same lol) FREAKS! cant seem to write anything about that man without it being the most obvious father/daughter fantasy story. freud was so right, why would you let him be right? anyways go read @bageldaddy 's one shot called Sundown cause WOWIE WOAH MAMA! HUMMINA HUMMINA HUMMIMA BAZOOOOOOOOING! * EYES POP OUT * AROOOOOOOOGA! * JAW DROPS TONGUE ROLLS OUT * WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF * TONGUE BURSTS OUT OF THE MOUTH UNCONTROLLABLY LEAKING FACE AND EVERYTHING IN REACH * WURBLWURBLWURBWURLBWURBLWURBLEWLURBWUBRLWURBWLWUBLR * TINY CUPID SHOOTS AN ARROW THROUGH HEART * AHHHHHHHHHHH ME LADY... * HEART IN THE SHAPE OF A HEART STARTS BEATING SO HARD YOU CAN SEE IT THROUGH SHIRT* BA-BUM BA-BUM BA-BUM BA-BUM BA-BUM * MILK TRUCK CRASHES INTO A BAKERY STORE IN THE BACKGROUND *
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