not just a name

[hydra_shrine]

As I lifted myself off of the laminated cushion, I felt cold. I silently cursed myself for failing to bring my soft blanket downstairs, the one my mother gave me for a Christmas present a year earlier. Now I felt scared. It was around three in the morning, and that still darkness was creeping into places I normally didn't fear. It was these glasses

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[sexy_kat]

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Ecila

[anonymous]

WHERE ARE THE PICTURES!!!!!!!!! YOU SAID PICTURES!!! (whiny) WHERE ARE THE PICTURES!!!!!!!