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Monday, March 29, 2010



Is any guy better than drugs? I seriously doubt it. I'll be racked with these addictions until my dying day. They are my cross to bear, and depending on how I deal with them, they could make me or break me.

Enter the room, close the door, lock it, and draw the blinds. Lie down, keep the light on, but still close your eyes. It's easier to see his face that way. Free yourself of the clothes that constrict you and let your fingers softly tiptoe inside. You'll have to knock on the door for a few minutes in order to get it open, but be gentle and wait. Don't force yourself, otherwise you might just tear yourself apart.
Once you're in, your mind will begin to cloud and if you let yourself go deep enough, he might just come in the room to see you. He'll want to come inside too, but don't let him. If he follows your fingers inside, your body won't be just yours anymore and he'll make you his doll. He'll chain you down and make you dependent on his kisses and skin and hands and hypnotic eyes so that you will never be able to escape, no matter how bad he hurts you or how much he makes you cry.
Right when he's about to ask entry, that's when you leave. The second you come out, he should disappear. After that, you get up, dress yourself, and open the curtains so the sunlight can burn away every trace of him.
Now that the sun is illuminating the room, you no longer need the lamp so turn that off and go wash the smell off your fingers.
Congratulations. You have just become your own drug.

ily
~Belinda

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