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I used to have these terrible fits (worse, I think, than anything) like a little fish violently flopping to death in a cracked and dried up rough riverbed gasping in vain for one last breath. (I was gasping, in vain, for you)

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KacieFinn

35 / F / California

For You?

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KacieFinn

35 / F / California

Published: Apr 7, 2020
Time: 1m

Notes: Mom.

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