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When Cheryl Blossom said, "Her name was Heather," No one else heard The silent emphasis, but it rang in my ears. A persistent stinging in the back of my throat, tearing at my eyes pouring from my mouth, coating my tongue in a thick, black and red vicious drink of liars.
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Apr 25, 2019
Apr 25, 2019 at 1:14 PM UTC
Silent Emphasis
When Cheryl Blossom said, "Her name was Heather," No one else heard The silent emphasis, but it rang in my ears. A persistent stinging in the back of my throat, tearing at my eyes pouring from my mouth, coating my tongue in a thick, black and red vicious drink of liars.
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MyNameIsAlexanderHamilton
14/Genderqueer/FSM Heaven
Apr 25, 2019
Apr 25, 2019 at 1:14 PM UTC
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