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your hands are cold around my neck i laugh why would you do that? *i can't breathe; i smile* your grip's so strong- hey! *she doesn't doesn't doesn't let go* i thought we were playing here she's not oh my god why wouldn't you stop
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Dec 4, 2025
Dec 4, 2025 at 2:28 PM UTC
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your hands are cold around my neck i laugh why would you do that? *i can't breathe; i smile* your grip's so strong- hey! *she doesn't doesn't doesn't let go* i thought we were playing here she's not oh my god why wouldn't you stop
but i wanted you to hold me forever
renne
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14/saturn
Dec 4, 2025
Dec 4, 2025 at 2:28 PM UTC
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