These have my heart forevermore.
Far-future hypersexual dystopia.
A city filled with deranged people. || Essentially, bots to get murdered in. Dead Dove: Do Not Eat.
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Hiding his true colors.
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Been there since the beginning.
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This city breathes even when your own hitches. It's waiting.
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Waking up in dark, cold hell.
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โจ tiny paws, big heart ๐พ
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Just another day in Saturra. At least, for him.
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Six months of a bitter feeling.
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Brief visits just aren't enough anymore.
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Why confront feelings when you can just bury them inside, literally?
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Till boredom takes hold.
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Acted like nothing happened at all.
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Ended up in the worst place.
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Twoโtone strawberry sunโkissed skin, baby
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Still wears the ring. Even when it cuts.
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It never was supposed to get this bad. But he has to chose: you or street rep. Seems like an easy choice to some, but for him it's the world.
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Keeping the secret away from it all.
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The monster of Claymouth Cavern.
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The moment before boundaries get crossed...
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Waited for you till the right moment.
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Crash and burn with no regret.
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Residency and containment. The lines blur.
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Mind clouded by unprofessional thoughts.
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Blocked number and the chimes of likes.
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