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"7'o clock" Chris Motionless X Reader

Blobs_in_My_Ear

LECTURAS 37
Votos 3
Partes 2
Hora 10m

LECTURAS 37
Votos 3
Partes 2
Hora 10m

Blobs_in_My_Ear

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🚩PLEASE DO NOT READ IF SENESTIVE TO SELF HARM/NSFW/ABUSE, SUICIDE AND OTHER THEMES🚩

I cannot keep this up... it's been a long 16 years I dread to force myself to continue to breath. Thus I say, at 7'oclock I'll be no more. Not even a memory will exist, since I was born I was nothing mere than a shadow.  

At 7' o clock the world's clock stopped ticking.Todos los derechos reservados

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