humans are poison, we ruin everything we touch, yet I still crave the feeling of someone else's skin against my own.
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Random Ruminations
Aléatoirepoetic, but not quite. This is basically me making a compilation of things I think of when I'm sad- which is more often than not. These are all my own, please keep it that way.
its our nature
humans are poison, we ruin everything we touch, yet I still crave the feeling of someone else's skin against my own.
