The dust doesn’t settle even when he is home, just clings beneath his skin and lines the blunt free edge of his nails like dirt. There’s a kind of hell for men like him, and oh, he would know, he is living it right now.
Greetings, I'm Kirst and I draw things! This blog is for art and for the things I like❤️
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