You collapse. With the bloodied cerise of your vena cava hung in the breathless air he stole, you wonder if he'll bother unracking your hallowed ribs.
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SoyZanderRoscoe
Nov 21, 2024 05:53AM
Nos verán a Rhos y a mí aquí seguido en las madrugadas, unidos por el insomnio.View all Conversations