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Stories by Spooky Jim
Knives
I look down. The gravel seeping through the spaces between my fingers. I could feel my knuckles scrape off ag...
i don't like your girlfriend{♡}jos...
hey hey you you
i don't like your girlfriend
no way no way
i think you need a new one
hey hey you you
i could...
