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StoryNo Shoes! alang012 years 1 day ago
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StoryMarzipan! Marzipan! Marzipan alang012 years 1 day ago
StoryJust Words alang112 years 1 day ago
StoryI'm A Star Wars Girl alang112 years 1 day ago
StoryIt's OK To Hate alang212 years 1 day ago
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My stories

Cherry

Runaway Train

Dreamt about her again last night. It’s not a recurring dream, just every so often to remind me that she’s still around - somewhere.

It's OK To Hate

it's ok to hate all men for the actions of a few and likewise it's ok to hate all women too. it's ok to hate all races for the same applies here the deviled lies and different vibes
Cherry

Sweetened Secrets

midnight text message excuses to go out overtime and sudden silence they met ---secret--- they talked ---secret--- they walked held hands kissed and loved in the most immediate manner

wild west viginette

"Last I heard, you was dead," Merrick said whilst turning his head towards the swinging saloon door and fixing his eyes on the man who had just entered the bar.

black light hero

i'm digging the tea lights breathing in your patchouli ambiance crumpled in the corner no back bone left just watching though tight shut eyes watching you dance through the colours

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