I am entranced by his eyes. They look into my soul, delving ever deeper into my core. Can he see my secrets? Does he see what I have hidden away so skillfully?
I'm such a sweet girl on the outside. Always kind, always polite, always smiling.
But the hunger is there, just under the surface.
Thursday, October 20, 2005
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