A peek inside my head
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MatureComplete Tue, Oct 2, 201830m
Have you ever had those dreams of unicorns and flowers which promptly turn to devils and torture? You have them once or twice a week or maybe even a month. But how about having them every night? How would you feel then?
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(Explicit content. There will be a couple of sex scenes, BDSM, foul language and other stuff that may 'trigger' you, including actual torture. If you don't like to read this kind of stuff, stop right now. You have been warned.)
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