I met a guy last weekend. I think he's okay, but you stupid crocodile, you monitor my heart. Being in love with you is like falling down stairs, it hurts, I'd rather not do it but I'm too clumsy. You've got me between your teeth, and I let you devouring me again and again.
-how I love to be devoured by you-
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