Don’t bother searching for somebody like me. A monster born from dusk to dawn can’t be your saviour.
Thousand paper cranes
Where are you now? Are you there? These walls echo, echo, I’ve heard the clangor of my footsteps for a thousand years. When will this impious madness, end? (x) GANGSTA. Chapt. #34
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