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this was a way for me to get my problems out without resorting to other methods. this may trigger, please don't read if you're affected by this stuff. i'm sorry.All Rights Reserved

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21 butterflies dead
Thu, Jan 15, 2015

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21 butterflies dead
Thu, Jan 15, 2015

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