stormtropr:Ronan Lynch’s stare was a snake on the sidewalk where you wanted to walk. It was a
stormtropr:Ronan Lynch’s stare was a snake on the sidewalk where you wanted to walk. It was a match left on your pillow. It was pressing your lips together and tasting your own blood. -- source link
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