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Late Night Vulgarity

I'll pout my lips, give shy smiles, subtly touch my face, look a little longer than I should. You want something to look at? I'll give you something to look at.You want to know me? Yeah well, mystery is a bitch. It pulls you in, and makes you want more. But guess what? You don't get more. When your mind starts to wander, you have to stop, and focus. Focus on your wife, the one sitting right the fuck next to you. And what is she doing? The same exact thing you were. Eye fucking some person across the room, because your pathetic lives aren't enough anymore. I know this, you know this, we all fucking know this. You feed off of the young, and we feed off of you too.

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