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Jun 2016
Not perfect, but beautifully flawed, her experience was shown in her scars, proving that she'd lived enough for a thousand lifetimes.
Together we were broken under the stars. Utterly twisted in whatever ways deemed fitting by life and its appropriation of circumstance.
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Ashton Bloom
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