Bewitched

They linger.. need for adult human female, lesbian contact, connections. it is almost perfect, the world I have created true tech. so close to reality, i can almost touch it taste it I'm really at a loss for words, with what is happening. The evilness steal the beauty away, it consumes me. The good part is I am evolving

Only in my darkest hours in find.. burning ember from my cigarette here in the dark..

I try to touch, and remember her hand, the tender skin. Her eyes let me delve into your soul. I can feel so much, thou no one else is near Is this the love from my sisters and wolves that i hold so dear? is this what is called ghosted or bewitched? the memories i still keep with me of she and her it has become apart of my body and mind what we have shared what i have find

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