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drop by my house at half past noon; we'll make small talk of murder over chamomile tea © VANGOHS, 2017
It started with a lemon sorbet. Then a cold, dead body smiled. ✘ ✘ ✘ In a chance of a lifetime, Wendy Cain's innocent little crush on an infamous pariah, Leon Song, is swept up in a game of cat, mouse and murder as a dead body is found in his home... and the natural suspect being the amorously charming man. Can a simp...
The boys are innocent. The girls know their way around. #faceyourevils [ #7 in action 4.13.17 ] Copyright © 2016 , humanoligy
stitching storms into lovers' thighs (poetry #1 / prose #1 - 061120) © VANGOHS, 2017
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