Horrible dreams
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- Partes 3
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Última publicación vie, jun 29, 2018
Art is not mine.this is a dream that happened a little while ago.to specify the two inner voices are mine.rage is a being made completely of my rage and is gay for me.conner is my dead old brother who died at birth.i hope you enjoy this is my first story
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