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Carrying books like one would a baby nestled in one arm and tight against the hip he wonders is he an idiot or just nostalgic heart-sick with memories of him and mother reading together and she called him her little girl

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magic_queer

28 / M

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magic_queer

28 / M

Published: Feb 14, 2016
Time: 1m

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