'we made love on the living room floor, with the noise in the background from a televised war. and in the deafening pleasure, i thought i heard someone say, if we walk away they'll walk away.'
i make a mean g&t, and you probably won't like me (but that's okay because i probably won't like you either).

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Greying by Gabrielle Wee.
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