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The only difference between a good girl and a bad girl is that good girls are very selective in who they get bad with...
My vision started blurring and black dots were appearing at the edges. Is this how it'll all end. A white light and a pair of hazel brown irises was all I saw before it all went black. Little did I know that it all had stirred something so deep within my soul that it would lead to something. But would it be as beautiful...
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