Atlantic murderer
Days fade between my filthy fingers, my prison's shades keep my skin milk white and the light seems to scape from this place. My back against the floor, my mind above the ceiling. I cant stand this anymore... An ocean in killing me.
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RAPE MEEE MY (boy-)FRIEND!!
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