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Jun 7
don't you know, when you're angry you go crazy
you go so wild, face flushed with a stiff spine
clenched fists and clenched teeth
moments from throwing a little tantrum
because it's so... unfair.

"why he, and not me !" he wailed, shivering, shuddering
the bass in his deep voice booming like thunder
little baby gets angry,
fussing like a child
needing the elder to settle him down, ease his rhythmic stimming.
you don't treat them like you treat her. why is it that self expression has left her feeling like she needs a guard ?

is this.. fair ?
minx
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minx  19/F/in my NSX-R
(19/F/in my NSX-R)   
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   Damocles
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