I really don’t get it, it’s so not my thing It’s just silly Fifty Shades crap from ‘Cosmopolitan’ I
I really don’t get it, it’s so not my thing It’s just silly Fifty Shades crap from ‘Cosmopolitan’ I am NOT that kind of man Stop saying it’s important to you Why are you crying Please don’t cry Come on Get up off the floor Lift your chin and look at me That’s it Give me a little smile my darling love I look after you don’t I? I’ll always look after you That’s the smile You look so little, all teary eyed Don’t look away Keep looking up at me I said don’t look away I like you looking up at me Fuck this is a little embarassing Call me a hypocrite But it’s suddenly very important to me That you cross your wrists behind your back And that I am not asking you to do it That’s right Just right Very good I think You are such a good girl And you are my good little girl aren’t you You will stay there a while While I take a proper, long look at you -- source link
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