savage dare
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Last published Wed, Jul 31, 2024
Broken through the shackles of life with burning determination towards only one goal but sometimes you shouldn't be determined about the impossible.
Her burning determination was something that couldn't be extinguished or maybe they just needed the right extinguisher cause her culprit was an inferno she couldn't dare offend.
The awful stench of blood splashed everywhere she herself was stained in it but it won't wash off no matter how hard she tried it cause she was guilty.
She was scared she wanted to give up but she was beyond livid when she found out it all began as a dare.
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