For all that i stand for. for all that i believe. living a life saturated in red. there are times of weakness. what goes in must come out. what goes down must come up. these are the rules i must abide by. i failed myself in a moment of selfish indulgence. i also failed ANA. now i will put the red noose back around my neck, and fulfill my duties to the red goddess. my very thinspiration is my own reflection of imperfecion.
so true i live by the same standerds wat goes down comes up and wats inside must come out
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thank you. Now I know I am not alone