Fuck The Angel Outta Me

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A man sat on a soiled couch as he anxiously bit his lip. He had a rendezvous with an angel and she was fashionably late. The demon stretched the skin of his disguise, it pulled at an astonishing rate until he finally released it. The dark lighting of the strip club made it easy for him to play with his human form.

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I'm unapologetically me with a hard edged view of life. I love to travel and have crazy amounts of fun spaced between quiet moments.

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MentalDessert

MentalDessert

I'm unapologetically me with a hard edged view of life. I love to travel and have crazy amounts of fun spaced between quiet moments.