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I'm a biter, or at the very least a nibbler. Not just nipples, either -- earlobes, shoulders, whatever's in reach. I've even been known to very lightly graze my teeth on a clitoris.
No complaints so far.
Magpie doesn't bite, but one of my exes did. Like, marks-three-days-later bite. I was okay with it on my shoulder, but not so much on the dangly parts.
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I wake up in the morning more tired than before I slept
I get through cryin' and I'm sadder than before I wept
I get through thinkin' now, and the thoughts have left my head
I get through speakin' and I can't remember, not a word that I said
- Ben Harper, Show Me A Little Shame
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