I regret my first kiss. The more I think about it I should have known he was wrong for me. I never want to see him any and I wish I hadn't let him touch me, touch my boobs, hug me, kiss me, lick me. I wish I had never met him. He took everything so fast and I couldn't stop him. I wish I hadn't let him in. I wish I had been a little more forceful. I wish that he could have been sweet, caring, considerate. I wish I had just kicked him out. And that none of it had ever happened.
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