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Sick again he thinks as he reaches for the needle.. An instant coat of warmth falls over his head as he punctures.. 4 hours of pure euphoria encompasses his entire soul.. 4 hours is all he gets until his next puncture.. such an annoyance..
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Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 5:09 PM UTC
Puncture
Sick again he thinks as he reaches for the needle.. An instant coat of warmth falls over his head as he punctures.. 4 hours of pure euphoria encompasses his entire soul.. 4 hours is all he gets until his next puncture.. such an annoyance..
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Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 5:09 PM UTC
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