Goodbye I desperately sought access to your turbulent emotion. I felt only the whisper of surprise as you removed a mask that was too perfect. I feel that your thoughts move like cold liquid, oiling the progressing outcome of our disillusionment. I secretly examine your intention. I know that you... Sign in to see full entry.
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