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yombleflobber

Crushed Muscles

  • Chasing down the wind

    She walks with the procession, feet shackled to an invisible drumbeat.I chase her like a rainbow chases burning starlight in a golden feet are torn and bloody, shot through with ...

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    2 min read


Always do what you are afraid to do.
— E. Lockhart, We Were Liars