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A long journey home

Whatever is on my sick and twisted fucked up mind. I really do love being me.
6 years ago. Saturday, August 17, 2019 at 8:09 PM

It was a grueling day. These tests always are. Exhausting, mentally and physically. The bottom of my feet are torn up. My arms are like butter. When I move, a lot of things hurt. As soon as I was done, I talked to you, there was no pain. Only good thoughts, smiles, and a warm feeling. You are my medicine. You make everything better. A single text, a single whisper from your voice, and everything is better Princess. You are all I have ever wanted or needed. You are my light at the end of a dark tunnel, my rainbow after a rainstorm. You are my everything, you are my world. You are my perfect Princess.

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