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Pernicious (punk H.S.)

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Pernicious : causing insidious harm or ruin

I don't know what it was. Maybe it was the way I felt safe with him, or the way he held me. We both had horrible past that could destroy us. He said we could get through it. That everything would be fine, it has to be. I no longer have faith in those words anymore. Not after this.

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Beige

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