*Kelley*


untitled?your hands are mine. they sweep me up off my feetuntitled?
like the wind blows dead leaves after summer has gone and died. you and i are all that remains. we're just another stain on this blanket of a universe... trying to blend in. but it's so obvious that we don't belong.
You have a lovely gallery, great work!
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gtfo.
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"Battered women? Sounds delicious!"
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