a thirstful whore with lips agasm

Zach. 18. Gamer. Feminist.

An icy love by fire knashed, her tears for him a dulcy aere. A farewell kiss from lealfast drake. Or will the flower splay her flaps, contract and birth a world defaced? Or will her thornish sword be snapt, the flower broken for the vase? The world will meet a tangled end, betwixt its voul, labrynthin roots.

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Ever since we were kids, I’d always be the one to wake you up when you slept in. But this time, when all of this is over, will you come to wake me up?

Ever since we were kids, I’d always be the one to wake you up when you slept in. But this time, when all of this is over, will you come to wake me up?

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