i am not so strong and therefore resign. the task takes too much of a toll upon this sad land d w e l l e r. i cannot think of them as a them. i hate you i remember you you aren't jewlery to me a n y m o r e. watch her as she steps into him. the oyster swallows her whole and makes her his perfect p e a r l.
Reason for writing:
for the simple raeson of writing.
Birth sign: Not entered
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