✥ mari ✥
✥ she/her ✥
✥ seventy six ✥
✥ february first ✥
✥ slateport, hoenn ✥
✥ heterosexual ✥
✥ tea house op ✥
✥ associate ✥
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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MARILYN HASEGAWA
Spectral Language [DW]
POSTED ON Dec 1, 2023 9:29:19 GMT
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