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if you’re going to keep a wild animal in a trap and taunt it with its favorite toy... You better make damn sure they don’t end up loving that toy more than they fear you.
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Aspen’s in my system. Pumping through my veins like sweet poison and surrounding the empty spaces of my cold, black heart. She’s in my head—like a whisper in the dark I can’t ignore. She’s in my soul—like a siren I can’t run away from. She’s the feeling in my chest I’ve never experienced before, but would kill to hold on to forever. She’s the home I never had.
