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achluophilia

we like the shadows. that's where all the power is.

-manners and mutiny
gail carriger

the internet is a deep, dark abyss of faceless, nameless creatures fleeting in the shadows but i like the way it slips its fingers in mine. just a ghost of a touch but still firm enough. there is comfort in anonymity and solace in the unknown. why is it that we confide the deepest, darkest secrets to strangers? or that we find intimacy in no strings attached relationships like these?

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a/n: dropping by to promote gail carriger's finishing school series and RM's mixtape-he got some sick rhymes.