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[freekemporium]

so i got in the car and he asked if i knew what day it was, what was written on my hand, the bruise on my face. wish i felt better. been walking around inside out. i'll just leave the room. my dreams have been violent and disgusting. they involve horrible sex acts and featureless faces. when speaking with strangers i get this unfathomable urge to

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lovely girl

[jezolina]

you write such sweet things. I aspire to be as tall.