What I can not articulate verbally finds its way out through my fantasies. Drowning in the delusions of the creative I wish to never come up, even as I am forced to inhale all that is reality. In. Out. As we dive back into the ocean of thought. Hoping to never resurface.
  • Se ha unidoJune 4, 2021



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FaelynElyria FaelynElyria Nov 28, 2022 08:11PM
HELLO GAYS, GALS, AND NON BINARY PALS!!!!I've just posted the first chapter to my first story!
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