chyanmarie
His skin was bronze like an old medieval shield. As I reached my fingers around his bicep, and peeked out from his sculpted back, I knew I would be safe. No one could hurt me here.
beware of the ones who don't want you to be happy. dust bunnies in disguise they hide underneath your bed, whispering the words you cringe: "you are not good enough"
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the words Chyan reaches for
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