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His lips always taste like honey. It’s like addictive nectar on my tongue, spreading through me and burning my soul with need, desire, lust and maybe, just maybe, love. A
Documenting Homophobia: Two Nigerians Who Wish People Who Are Different From Them Shouldn’t Exist
In the spirit of helping the internet to never forget, and because we want to make sure the universe remembers to hold hateful people accountable, we have decided to start