I don't mind what you've done. I don't mind where you've been, or where you come from. I want to know what makes you.
What makes you scream. What makes you giggle. What makes you cry. What makes you melty. What makes you gasp. What makes you shivery. What makes you rage. What makes you fucking hold on tight?
And if you don't tell me, I'll find out anyway, so that you'll know if you can take it further.
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