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dear-margarita · 17 days
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Let’s play footsies….
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dear-margarita · 17 days
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“Lady, I like your son… he’s fresh!” 💋
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dear-margarita · 17 days
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Canvassing Flesh
Displayed masculinity 
Connection
Flaunting femininity 
Infatuation
Unbinding sexuality 
Love
Sprouting nipples 
Goosebumps
Spine
Mischievously
Retracted
Back
Arched
5 fingers
Parting
Pinching 
Clenching 
Winking
Slick 
Slippery 
Invitation
Accepted
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dear-margarita · 1 year
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Lovely areas 
Vacant
Lovely areas
I yearn to touch
I am HUNGRY
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dear-margarita · 1 year
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movements in the sun
movements under the moon 
movements with the wind
dancing
love
motionless 
my heart is not broken its healed
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dear-margarita · 2 years
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Warm up your senses
Auscultation
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dear-margarita · 2 years
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Just heard a verse
“I love me enough for the both of us”
Hmmmm words mean nothing
Emotions can ruin
Tranquility/peace
During the toughest times
It comes from within
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dear-margarita · 2 years
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And I knew it. That’s the worst part: I knew it.
Marguerite Duras, The North China Lover (via perfeqt)
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dear-margarita · 2 years
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RIP To The Dumb Sh*t
Wrapped in misery 
Manipulation 
Narcissism 
Gaslighter
hmmmm...
I’ve read you
hmmmm...
I would love to fix you
You are not worth me breaking
RIP to the bullsh*t
RIP to the dumb shit
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dear-margarita · 2 years
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Let’s talk about it….
You’ve punched holes in my heart
You told me
I’m adored
I’m cherished
Now I wait patiently
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dear-margarita · 2 years
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Dear Margarita,
My love arrived….
He romantically demanded
To see all of me
I batted my eyes
Bashfully with joy
Releasing my alter ego
Leaping with faith
Twirling
Margarita is this love?
Sincerely,
Me
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dear-margarita · 2 years
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It is said that love is pain
I think not
Love is beauty
Love is compassionate
Love is
You’ve hurt me
You’re a broken record
Slight giggle
This is what she does
This is who she is
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dear-margarita · 2 years
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Her eyes resemble dark chocolate
As dark as her soul
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dear-margarita · 2 years
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Dear Margarita,
When I think of him…. I turn into sunshine!
Sincerely,
Lovely Me
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dear-margarita · 2 years
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Ch-Ch-Chia
As a kid I was called Chia Pet. Makes you wonder why? huh?! I had naturally curly hair. Years ago, natural hair was in BUT it was not accepted. Every little girl had their hair straightened... either with a hot comb or with lye better known as a relaxer. As time progressed, curly and natural hair was accepted.
Chia pet as the kids used to tease me. Ha! I can laugh now! I remember waking up some mornings, washing my hair and putting Lusters in it. I never had the drip. Though in movies we saw the drip! More laughter. 
Tormented as a child I look back now and say...... where are these “kids?” Kids can be cruel. Kids can be loving. Kids are just kids. 
Reminiscing of childhood horrors. Now I wash my hair embracing my soft fine spirals. As always, I’m grateful.      
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dear-margarita · 2 years
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I have a sweet tooth
Let me objectify you
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dear-margarita · 2 years
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Though you are miles away
I can smell you
My spirit tells me
I’m going to do things to you
“Changing Destiny”
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