He had keys for doors that no longer existed and kept them anyway, sorted by the year the building came down. On Sundays he laid them out on the…
What the Locksmith Knew — Klára S.
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Klára S. · 11 comments
i don’t think you want to be in love with me the way i am with you i don’t think you know what a feeling like that would do the way it would eat at…
doesn’t this night hurt so good? — zoie m.
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zoie m. · 2 comments