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"call me."
"what?"
"just call me."
"ok?"
*incoming call>>>will*
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Cuts.
Короткий рассказi drew a butterfly on my wrist, in hopes that this feeling would no longer persist, but things got bad and i started to cry, so the butterfly on my wrist had to die. once again i tried to set myself free, but it seems my thoughts have stolen the ke...
