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The love of my life, till homicide do us part.

Kiyan is my nicotine. I don’t need to justify it, and I don’t want to quit.

I told him this a few days ago, I think. No matter what I do I keep finding my way back to him. Loving him feels inevitable, like I was bound to lose to no matter how hard I fought.

Check out his site here. ♡
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