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| Some rope marks are still visible |
I forget that's why I do it... why I do the pain... why I do the sex.... why I even go to the gym....
It's 'cause my brain shuts the fuck up.
I'm not thinking about tomorrow or yesterday.
I'm right there, in the moment....
Suffering pain has the blood rushes to the surface of the skin after a stingy hit or orgasming out of control, not able to stop....
I'm always right there... and I know where I am....
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