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I feel it the pantomimed joke of my affection. Grinding hips like clenched teeth when the nightmares sing. Through the haze of absurdity I wonder: is this love too?
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Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 3:51 PM UTC
Hollows
I feel it the pantomimed joke of my affection. Grinding hips like clenched teeth when the nightmares sing. Through the haze of absurdity I wonder: is this love too?
love and emptiness, my only genre lol
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F/New Haven
Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 3:51 PM UTC
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