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your bones, they protrude at awkward angles, where the veins meet your muscles. the thick grey lines, cast on your ivory skin, like waves on the violent ocean surface, the shadows from your bones. from your collar bones, to your ribcage, to your hips, to your thighs, and to your ankles. the lack in the amount of flesh, the lack in the amount of muscle mass. to me they were perfect. your bones, they were just beautiful.
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Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 12:31 PM UTC
Bones.
your bones, they protrude at awkward angles, where the veins meet your muscles. the thick grey lines, cast on your ivory skin, like waves on the violent ocean surface, the shadows from your bones. from your collar bones, to your ribcage, to your hips, to your thighs, and to your ankles. the lack in the amount of flesh, the lack in the amount of muscle mass. to me they were perfect. your bones, they were just beautiful.
August 24th, 2013, originally posted on my private blog chatoyantailurophile.wordpress.com
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