I sit in the patient bed, my stethoscope around my neck and a syringe in my hand. I run my finger along the needle before pricking myself purposely, a small beed of my red crimson blood pours out. I look down at the blood and rub it with my thumb, I lay the hand with the syringe on the bed and lean back on it. My face is calm and soft yet uncanny … Ara ara, Such a lovely colour…
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30Straussmann Weiss
23/11/2024
早乙女 メアリー
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23/11/2024
Straussmann Weiss
23/11/2024
早乙女 メアリー
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23/11/2024