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Winter etched to my soul, the cold breeze upon your palm still linger beneath the crook of my heart, I hold it all my life.

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I might happen to only interact with friends which I consider close. If the circumstances suit, I’ll come nearer to find new one, as long as my chatter-box were comfortable enough to fit the people whom stick the mutuals of my interests, then I’d consider as fine.

Do take a note, that, majorities of my words are light-hearted. I don’t wish to face any uneasy feelings thus if you ever need tone tags, do notify me further.

I enjoy problematic fictions; DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT, something appalling, morally forbiddance, et cetera. Occasionally I can burst out opening up to admit. Prevent interacting with me if you’re not able to define between fiction slash reality.

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