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pretty little boy with scars on his back and fingers running down my spine, searching for my own crevices, finding worse than he’s ever seen with eyes focused straight on my skin and hearts beating slower, finding what we could never find
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Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 5:53 AM UTC
PRETTY LITTLE BOY
pretty little boy with scars on his back and fingers running down my spine, searching for my own crevices, finding worse than he’s ever seen with eyes focused straight on my skin and hearts beating slower, finding what we could never find
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Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 5:53 AM UTC
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