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Jan 2016
No longer do I wish to sell my soul to those who don't deserve a drop of my essence;
All for glitter and gilded happiness.
I choose to hold onto my soul and most of my sanity,
Or at least all that is left.
Sugarbabies unite.
priscillaislove
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