Being of two
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Última publicación lun, feb 10, 2014
Life sucks at times but I have to go on. I'm faced with the most beautiful but the most hateful thing life could give me. I don't need this right now but it gives me all the more reason to fight not just for myself but for Logan, Mardi, and the human race. I will overcome this, I will claim my life. I'm light because the man upstairs created me but Satanina stole me and and put some of her genetics in me just to piss off the big one whoever said Satan was a dude lied to you. I'm immortal, this shouldn't be happening to me but it did and war is brewing, which means I might make it out of this alive. Might. Being of two is hard but it just got harder. Damn
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