I never believed the devil was real but God couldn't make someone filthy as you.
I'm going to delete this journal and re-add all my current friends just for the sake of deleting it. I don't feel like it's relevent anymore, I just...don't.
I want to always think of you this way, vulnerable, eyelashes wet with tears, flushed and tender. Never has
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