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date | weight | background | color | quote | pulse_light |
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2019-08-14 | 19 | #082010 | #aba | #cdc | true |
And?
And were I to catch fire, the flames would feel like silk against my skin, against freshly-shaven skin.
And?
And I feel like, were I to draw a blade along my limbs, to trace each long bone, each carpal, each tarsal, it would feel like ice, and the blood that came with would be my semen, and I would give birth to whole worlds through my flesh.
And?
And if I stop, I'll surely die.
And?