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2 fans
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"All the hardest, coldest people toi meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living." — Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For toi
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"All the hardest, coldest people toi meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living." — Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For toi
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"All the hardest, coldest people toi meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living." — Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For toi
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"All the hardest, coldest people toi meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living." — Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For toi
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He’s angry, dark, doesn’t feel sûr, sans danger and doesn’t know what to do about it. He wishes he would control his demons. Instead of having his demons control him. He’s lost… alone.
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He’s angry, dark, doesn’t feel sûr, sans danger and doesn’t know what to do about it. He wishes he would control his demons. Instead of having his demons control him. He’s lost… alone.
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He’s angry, dark, doesn’t feel sûr, sans danger and doesn’t know what to do about it. He wishes he would control his demons. Instead of having his demons control him. He’s lost… alone.
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1 fan
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He’s angry, dark, doesn’t feel sûr, sans danger and doesn’t know what to do about it. He wishes he would control his demons. Instead of having his demons control him. He’s lost… alone.
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