so james tells me that i'm the one he wants.

i dare to believe.

he says he can't whore around. wants it all with both of us.

he kisses me. a lot. we go to the beach. we fuck. twice.

he KISSES me.

i LET him kiss me back.

kisses are soooo sacred to me, i forgot the last time i gave into a kiss.

he breaks off with this girl.

says he can't live without me. without our conversations.

and this morning he wakes up and says he resents breaking things off with her and we don't quite have "it."

i have never punched and hit a man out of anger, and i just whaled on him through the shower curtain.

i was ready to go. he brought me back with kisses and fucking and then wakes up and say, "no, you're right. we have to break up."

i'm gonna hold on sooo tight so that i don't end up in jail.

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