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Stories by 𝕹𝖎𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖆
Foreigner's God
He knows how that feels all to well. Well, he never screamed the name of foreign gods in the rain, but he kno...
Lights {d.s.}
Ever since you left I'm wandering trough Londons streets everyday, hoping to see you somewhere.
Raining {d.
"Wanna try?" she broke the silence and held the drugs out to him.
"I have smoked weed before&q...