Lavender stilettos,her eyes were like knives. Knives the pierced not only the skin on the back of my neck, but sank deep drawing blood from my very being, from deep within my very soul. I did my best to maintain my stance, my best not to quiver beneath those acute lavender eyes. That’s all I can really see of her now, all I can really conjure up in
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I added more to the last paragraph, if your interested in keeping up. ^^
♥,
Khacie!
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high five super girl.
<3 manda ♥
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