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I have the Uncanny ability To manufacture misery In my head Like it’s my job. The words dance like Madness down my body. Until I am forced To release their Fury Between my wet, dripping Thighs. -L.Frost
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Nov 2, 2020
Nov 2, 2020 at 6:22 PM UTC
Misery