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Aug 2019
i am in love with a boy
who makes me bleed honey,
and doesn't like his tea bitter.

i do not mind, though.
he will always kiss my wrists
before he slits them.
i.b.
gracie
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gracie  19/F/Oregon
(19/F/Oregon)   
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   Carlo C Gomez
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