Use And Abuse You
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I genuinely can't believe I've stooped this low, but I've actually decided to write a fanfiction. I just want to get some venty bullshit out, I'm not proud of myself either. It's about a relationship between two controversial icons, that's sweet, but not for terribly long. Enjoy, sick fucks. ❤❤❤
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