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Sep 30
The thought of blood
makes my body ache,
My mind hunger,
My spirit want.

It puppeteers me in ways I had not thought possible
Drives me crazy with insatiable need
It needs,
no,
I need.
More.
I don't know what to write here, but blood yummy :p
Lena
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Lena  15/Gender Fluid/Blaine, MN
(15/Gender Fluid/Blaine, MN)   
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