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2010-07-01
Dear Me,
God damn you are fine.
I want to do bad, bad things with you.
All My Lust,
Sylar
The Letter Blog
God damn you are fine.
I want to do bad, bad things with you.
All My Lust,
Sylar
The Letter Blog
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For my Lydia ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fortunatetattoo
She laced our fingers together, and I had a hard time paying attention to the view or the clicking of the Ferris Wheel’s gears because of the ink flowing over Lydia’s skin. We moved higher, and her grip tightened.
“Don’t be scared.”
“I’m not.” I thought I would be. I’d been afraid to get on the ride, but instead the height made me feel better. I was safe up here above the lights and the tents. “It feels like I’m flying.”
Lydia pressed her lips over mine in a long kiss. “I promise to make you like solid ground too.”
100 Drabbles of Summer Master List
fortunatetattooShe laced our fingers together, and I had a hard time paying attention to the view or the clicking of the Ferris Wheel’s gears because of the ink flowing over Lydia’s skin. We moved higher, and her grip tightened.
“Don’t be scared.”
“I’m not.” I thought I would be. I’d been afraid to get on the ride, but instead the height made me feel better. I was safe up here above the lights and the tents. “It feels like I’m flying.”
Lydia pressed her lips over mine in a long kiss. “I promise to make you like solid ground too.”
100 Drabbles of Summer Master List
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