ONE PERSON'S PASSION IS ANOTHER'S PERVERSION... THE EXTREMES OF INTIMATE EXPERIENCE ARE WITHOUT LIMITS ONE PERSON'S FICTION IS ANOTHER PERSON'S EXPERIENCE SO BEWARE FOR ANYTHING GOES HERE - YES, ANYTHING THAT WHICH SHOCKS YOU MOST IS BORN OF YOUR OWN FEAR - BUT CAN YOU FACE YOUR FEAR? OR DO YOU JUST HIDE BEHIND POPULAR JUDGMENT LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE? love song for a fat girl |
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then look at me as if I'm crazy when I am not turned on by your love I just wonder what you are thinking of for I don't see love in your self-abuse you use food as a crutch that becomes a noose and you play wounded fawn when you are refused it is not my offense that has you confused how can you become real within that body how can you not feel the lipid suicide I am crying to find you so oblivious to the pretense and fear you try to hide I will not pretend to love what you do to yourself so do what you will with your confusing books on your shelf whether you understand it or not this is the best love I have got I will not enable you back to the table to desensitive yourself with layers of lard I don't know how to make it any clearer when you are so soft, you can't make it hard All Content � 2008 Candor Communications |