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fancy

by sycokitten

Watch it in the insecurity of how she talks to me. Those eyes big and nervous looking up, hoping you're not gonna bite. In how she smiles too big, talks too loud, over compensating. The puppy that wants your friendship, yet smells your distaste and still they wag their tail.. ? Looking up to some fucking phantom their stoned Fucking perception sees as 'something. Anything that widens the pupil, whatever minor chemical entices the imagination to believe in the power of a Fucking mangled and destroyed fairy, just pretending they have armor. . .. I am heartless. . '
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Sep 15, 2018
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