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We couldn’t imagine the emptiness of a creature who put a razor to her wrists and opened her veins, the emptiness and the calm.
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Birthday: 12/28
We couldn’t imagine the emptiness of a creature who put a razor to her wrists and opened her veins, the emptiness and the calm.
The Dance of the Hell Butterflies
What ever the hell you want meh to know...