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old habits die hard and when he doesn't die he craws up next to you at night arm on your waist voice in your ear "why haven't i seen you lately my dear" old habits will be the death of me every time i get free he knocks me down onto the floor he screams just do it old habits has opened his door just complete the ritual just do it no one will know it's our secret old habits please keep it old habits, old prisons old habits die hard i thought it would be fine i gave into his lies just one more time but this time i thought i was dying i felt like i was dying hunched over crying i knew he'd never let me free old habits has enslaved me
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Mar 16, 2019
Mar 16, 2019 at 7:52 PM UTC
old habits
old habits die hard and when he doesn't die he craws up next to you at night arm on your waist voice in your ear "why haven't i seen you lately my dear" old habits will be the death of me every time i get free he knocks me down onto the floor he screams just do it old habits has opened his door just complete the ritual just do it no one will know it's our secret old habits please keep it old habits, old prisons old habits die hard i thought it would be fine i gave into his lies just one more time but this time i thought i was dying i felt like i was dying hunched over crying i knew he'd never let me free old habits has enslaved me
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Mar 16, 2019
Mar 16, 2019 at 7:52 PM UTC
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