deathwish ; tom riddle
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Last published Fri, Jul 21, 2023
he wants to kill and she wants to die.
where suicide meets homicide.
opposite end of the spectrum with one common end-goal;
for death to take her in the most brutal way.
a short story
inspired by
midmorning - @murderarts
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