trip switch → l.h.
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Última publicación dom, oct 4, 2015
"what are you doing?"
he asked, I could feel his warm, rapid breaths on the back of my neck
without warning I turned to face him, looking into his deep blue orbs
I smiled at him and grabbed his hand in mine holding it as if it where
a life-line to me
"come on, lets get lost together"
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