My arm was dying
. I tried yelling. I picked up my pocket knife with my uninjured hand and drug it over to my dying one
Naked. . Following on from my first story
My arm was dying
. I tried yelling. I picked up my pocket knife with my uninjured hand and drug it over to my dying one
Naked. . Following on from my first story
My arm was dying
. I tried yelling. I picked up my pocket knife with my uninjured hand and drug it over to my dying one
Naked. . Following on from my first story
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