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Nov 2015
"I want to love you, but I don't know how. I want to love you. Pitch black, pale blue, these wild oceans shake what's left me loose, just to hear me scream for mercy."
-sleeping at last
chris
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chris  21/F/tokyo
(21/F/tokyo)   
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