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Mar 2020
his noceur soul leaves me wondering if he’s ever tired of the same **** thing. the endless sleepless nights, the fireball going down his throat as he inhales nicotine. i’m waiting through his phases, but the paroxysm in my heart and soul is overbearing.
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phoebe  21/F/TX
(21/F/TX)   
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   ---, Harshitha Girish and Wyatt
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