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zhe-end: “The gentle friction of your hand on my thigh is enough to strike a match inside me.
zhe-end: “Someone asked me what home was, and all I could think of were the stars on the tip o
zhe-end: “-What did we say about charging in without backup ?”
zhe-end: “-What did we say about charging in without backup ?”
zhe-end: “There should be stars for great wars like ours.” 
zhe-end:“ I’m not even tired “ >>> proceed sleeping
zhe-end: “Someone asked me what home was, and all I could think of were the stars on the tip o
zhe-end: ~ Love me love me
nenalotte: zhe-end: for all those damn crossover post on my dash Ok this might actually be something
zhe-end: “The gentle friction of your hand on my thigh is enough to strike a match inside me.
zhe-end: I blame it all on this post ‘cause I can
zhe-end: “I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I wan
zhe-end: “I’ve had better, actually” I have every intentions of spending my last m
zhe-end: “Someone asked me what home was, and all I could think of were the stars on the tip o
zhe-end: “Someone asked me what home was, and all I could think of were the stars on the tip o
zhe-end: “On this home by Horror haunted—tell me truly, I implore: Is there—is the
zhe-end: ~ Love me love me
zhe-end: squeal@myself
zhe-end: ~ Love me love me
zhe-end:“ - Clarke come bathe already I’m not touching you if you’re caked in blood - Fiiiiiiiine “
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