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Jan 2019
What am I to be the hurt of a beautiful thing? The part everyone curses as they caress my skin, I make them open up and spill their blood. Im only trying to make an honest man out of them. To show them the unexpected pain within the delicate design of everything that is beauty.
Autmn T
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Autmn T  20/Cisgender Female/Iowa
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