104, H Buscando F, No definido
Estatus: Shower me in shades of blue, tearing at my skin to hide the wounds. Flowers laid on empty tombs, covering my bruises. Running through the snow, tracks breed wolves, eyes wide shut in the open cold. Condemn my soul. Condemn my soul...
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Toshiro_Sinder |
Tf is a blue lock... Kidding, kidding - Hace 14 horas |
| Dylan-- |
Oh shiesse! Its Jangels Crysler! - Hace 17 horas |
| Caitlin-- |
< to herself before disappearing in a fine opaque mist. - Hace 17 horas |
