Please dont get tired of me. Cliff jumping, sky diving, and scuba diving can keep you on your toes. I need to try something new to keep you wondering. Keep you wanting, keep you just to myself. I dont want you to get used to the usual. I dont want to be the Usual. My comfort zone is my usual. And it needs to exit so the other side of me can show. What I withhold is my flaws, but you already seen: the strech marks, the acne, the pouch, you seen it all. And you are still here, its that time. Time for me to stop holding back so you can have all of me.
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