obsessive | bokuaka
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Last published Sun, May 28, 2017
there was only two things. a piece of paper, and a black rose.
❝be careful of black roses❞
+ | parents guidance is advised. [ but don't read this with your parents that'll just be awkward dhsjsj this is a warning for 'such' contents ]
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