Hypnophobia | larry stylinson (boyxboy)
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Last published Wed, Jun 14, 2017
Hypnophobia:
(n.)
the fear of sleep,
result from repeating nightmares.
; or where a curly haired boy has nightmares in which a blue eyed boy gets killed.
// this story will be written using script style \\
written by @_one___ ; 2015
cover by @_one___
trailer by @_one___ (yt: Selina's edits)
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