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i woke up at seven and my body was vibrating |
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i was wrapped up in a blanket |
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i was grey |
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damp and sore |
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the bedroom was an engine and my heartbeat was erratic |
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(like i think i'm at the racing |
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like the night before) |
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i remember one girl standing |
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one was sitting on the ground |
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one was holding me up |
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the other pulling me down |
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and i couldn't decide which one was real |
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because there wasn't a sound |
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(like i was pregnant again... ) |
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"don't move don't blink don't think don't even breathe" she said |
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"or the photograph will spoil |
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and cut you off at the head" |
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so i was sucking |
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i was sucking like a fat lady would |
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but i couldn't hold it down another second |
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(bleagh!) |
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"don't twitch don't shout don't think don't even breathe" she said |
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"or the photograph will spoil and cut you off at the head" |
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so i was sweating |
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i was sweating like a fat lady would... |
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and i woke up |
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with a man inside my mouth |
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(this won't hurt at all... ) |