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What is trust? I don't know I've never been told I just wandered around here In the dark Cold I've stumbled sometimes Met the ground On my hands, knees But then I felt you Touch my shoulder Turn me around What is trust? I asked You said Trust is walking Back Into the dark Blind But believing who is with you Knows the way That they'll take care of you Watch over you Lead you into the light But can I trust? I asked You said "Yes you will learn, If you follow me."

Trust A five letter romance An after-glow of something more Or something less A timeless committment An unbeatable truth A lie, a smile, a fake, a tear A slip of hand, a bruise to the face Or an ego deflated A glimpse of promise A catch of faith Or a hallucination of carelessness A friend, a lover, a teacher For the strong But more so, For the weakest.

What is trust? Is it that moment of stupididy where one lets their guard down, And opens their vulnerabilities to someone? Why would anyone want that? Why did I want that? Is it possible To trust again and again after so many stabbings In the back and the heart and the mind by those I once loved? Why would anyone want that? Why did I want that? Could there possibly be A person on this planet who can be trusted, Who won't turn around and break me like all the others? Why would anyone want that? Why do I want that?

Trust. It's something earned, Not given. It's like an ember of my heart, Placed inside yours To hold and protect. Extinguishing it or throwing it away Will break our bond, It may never be repaired. Don't try to steal an ember, For it's not rightfully yours Until I personally place it in your chest. Once it's there, It grows and strengthens Until it's a fire. A fire of trust That can't be extinguished That can't be thrown out. It will always be there, Linking me to you.

"I have trust issues..." I say as you sit and stare. "So, what do you mean?" You ask, not understanding. I don't know how to explain. But I try my best. "I have trouble trusting people." I slowly say. "Oh." You simply say. As if you understand. "Well, that's not, That big of a deal." You don't understand. "Yes it is." I simply say. "I don't see how that is, Everyone is like that." You try to play it down. "No, you're wrong." So very wrong. You don't know what its like, To be around your friends and familly, The people you care about. And not trust them. Not be able to trust them. No matter how much you want to. You

I take a seat next to the chair Mark pulled out for himself, and I cross my legs as he turns the camera on. He comes back and sits in his chair and I steal a glance of his kitchen, biting my lip as I see his shirt rise up a little and quickly releasing it. "Hello everybody my name is Markiplier, and I'm here with my friend (M/N)!" He waves into the camera, and I wave too. "Today we're going to do something a little different, and it's called the "what the hell is in my mouth? challenge". Basically, (M/N) is going to put something in, or near my mouth, and I'm going to have to tell him what it is. Ready? Let's go!!" I tie the blindfold around

Choose 3 of your OCs. They can be from anything. Original stories, fanfic OCs, whatever. It doesn't matter. None of this matters. 1. 2. 3. 1) So. Introduce yourselves. Are you related in any way, or do you have no idea who the hell each other is? 2) Great, great. So. Ever gotten a blowjob? 3) HURR. That last question was uncalled for! Anyhoo. What do you like doing when no one else is looking? 4) Have any secret shames that you'd like to indulge upon us today? 5) Got any ultra-quirky kinks? 6) Within the last month, how many people have you done questionable acts with? 7) Do you love me? I love you. 8) Are you hurt because I lied i

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