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withering away behind my skin as they mold me to their standards.
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Nov 15, 2015
Nov 15, 2015 at 2:21 PM UTC
Beneath the Surface
withering away behind my skin as they mold me to their standards.
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Nov 15, 2015
Nov 15, 2015 at 2:21 PM UTC
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