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Oh, but my darling Don’t your wounds heal themselves After the pain subsides? You must remember that Next time you reach for his clenched fist instead of your own open hand.
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Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 3:58 PM UTC
HOLD YOUR OWN HAND
Oh, but my darling Don’t your wounds heal themselves After the pain subsides? You must remember that Next time you reach for his clenched fist instead of your own open hand.
joelle-a-owusu
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Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 3:58 PM UTC
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