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vixens

by thelovelyfork

heirloom filthy secrets and conflicts from one blood to another how horrid! i saw talking animals and snakes who offered me hugs and help when my dad left i know who you are he knows who you are do not ever speak of him he hates you and do not ever speak of me i do not like you how high are you sitting on your mountain throne? built on gleaming lies with your feet on top of the people you destroyed and continue to destroy purity and perfection should never come out of your muddy mouths because we know i know and you know who you really are
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Jan 17, 2020
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