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Guards up, guards down…



I used to think that his heart was AC/DC powered… Loving me one day, the next mocking my wooed ways…

But I realized it was only the electric fence around it, that was plugged on alternating current.

You should have seen his face, when I played with my shears, ruining the intricate wiring protecting him so fiercely… Leaving his feelings unguarded.

Next time, use barbwire, darling… Nothing keeps a bad girl away from your playground like oldschool razorblades on a string!




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