I tried to resist it. So many times I tried to talk myself out of it. But it felt so good, so bad, and yet so right. My body needed it, craved it, loved it. I told myself many times that I should leave it be, leave it in the imaginary locked box I put it in years ago. I knew that once I got a taste, I would want more. Hooked like a drug and would do anything for a little buzz. I couldn’t resist it…I didn’t want to resist it…I just want to be wherever it existed.
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