“I like to imagine, I’m the one who healed Malik’s wounds when he lost his arm. And thanks to me, he would fuck me against a wall, whispering his gratitude in my ear.”

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Apologies, my darlings.
I got Photoshop CS6 a while ago and I need to experiment with it.
I used photo scape, Photoshop CS3 (when my laptop worked) or seashore before it so it could be that you’ll have problems reading my edited confessions. I really need to get used to it.
Tell me if I should change it.

-Sister Teodora