Sugar -COMING SOON
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Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture<5 mins
Dernière publication dim., févr. 8, 2015
It's a new world. New as in…dead.
The last source of life is but a few dozen humans.
While Earth is overrun by spirits and death at every corner there is no time for emotions.
To survive you must be alone. Emotions kill both who feel and who are felt for.
Love is sweet like sugar.
Sugar kills.
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