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  • We started sawing through her stringy ligaments, and by we i mean me and a group of tanned arabic waifs who spoke in the most delightfully sweet Engrish (unlike those who crawl into your skull while calling themselves James or Sarah). The young colleens panted and joined hands to heave the weighted blade back and forth but, alas, it was a useless act once the bone was finally struck for *name deleted* was created to be an everlasting being.

    • 5 months ago
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    • #hallucinatory sleeplessness words
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