Do it again and I’ll see you tomorrow

I am full of longing. I can feel it pulling on my insides.

Ignore me, hate me, tell me I am no good. I’ll lust you more. I can’t stop thinking about you. 

 I anticipate your beck and call. I bite my lip until it bleeds. I’ll drink it if you tell me.

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