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concept: your lips at the corner of my jaw, your growls sending shivers down my spine

 



 



i f OUND ALL MY TAGS AND PUT THEM IN XKIT IT TOOK ME AN HOUR BUT IT WAS WORTH IT

 



it hurts.

you have your beating heart in your hands.
your breath smells of alcohol.
you laugh.

god, it hurts.

DYLAN kramer LEWIS.
PANSY-ASS MOTHERFUCKER.

you can cope with that shit.

independent fandomless original character.
written by spence.
est. 30.04.16.