I write poetry with my fingers pressed into the fault line between pain and pleasure, teasing language until it trembles where ache becomes invitation, restraint turns intoxicating, and desire learns to speak in bruises.
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Marry X Mass
Mayber later more Pics. If you like to.
Marry X Mass
Mayber later more Pics. If you like to.