yetha oekaetet, sinetha nes'das ra.
retrograde music, voiceless screaming being a soothing mor-medicine. good times and fun though small, my fingers smell of marshmallows! *ike-smile* still i have a missing piece to be honest, a recurring huai of the soul it is true. "someone i want to touch deep inside" it is the sort of loneliness, sirs, which
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