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heh universe overeach tooth of the zipper has its own little click, the metal tab locked in my grip and the clicks running together in there own little scream just before coming to a violent stop, urging open, the sick sweet oily smell fills my nostrils as my lips spread into a contented smile. i urge it out and wrap my fingers tight around the cold object that seems to burn and twitch in my hand, I run my thumb across the top, and the hard little jewel pops out into my other hand... i like to stare at it, i like to look at the parts stripped away making this violent flower waiting to blossom, I slip it into my mouth letting it rest on mheh universe over
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"This guy sees more puss than a litter box."
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Love,
Sandy
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Love,
Sandy
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