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Sick again he thinks as he reaches for the needle.. An instant coat of warmth falls over his head as he punctures.. 4 hours of pure euphoria encompasses his entire soul.. 4 hours is all he gets until his next puncture.. such an annoyance..

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Published: Oct 15, 2015
Time: 1m

Tags: #drugs #cute #grunge #tired #regrets #fuckedup #bands #outofmymind #sexualrp #literaterp

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