»Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.« -K.R.
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Story by sometimes Lucy
»Nude« !Extremely slow updates!
„Hör auf mich so anzusehen."
„wie?"
„Als würdest du direkt auf meine nackte Seele schauen."
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