I trail my fangs up her neck as I kiss her, holding her even closer.
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I flash a smile back, thinking, "If there's a such thing as past lives and I had one, I think I'd be a unicorn who thought he was a cat. The cat part 'cause I really like it when you pet me."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Very well; I hear; I admit, but I have a voice too, and for good or evil mine is the speech that cannot be silenced. — Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness