I have a fat blood kink oh and I also write stuff sometimes
"I could hear my heart beating.
I could hear everyone's heart. I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not one of us moving, not even when the room went dark." - What we talk about when we talk about love by Raymon Carver
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// bodies painted blue \\
"Deixa-me olhar-te nos olhos, uma e outra vez, e deixa que doa."
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