𐙚 moon

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“I love everything about you,” he whispers, a coarse friction over my skin, “even your sickness, all the bad things you’ve done. You caught me in your web, and I want you to bleed me dry, London. That’s how twisted you’ve got me.”
Born, Darkly (Darkly, Madly, #1)
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