

The Diary Of Jane MorrisSeptember 12The Diary Of Jane Morris
Those eyes those eyes. So red, so bright red, they burned holes into my soul. I remembered them, the same as every night before. And I know what they mean.
He curled up his top lip as if to snarl, he didn't, no. instead he stayed for a moment. To show them off. His teeth, perfect pearl white. The gum, drawn back, making them seem longer, they looked, they were, sharp. The canines. They frightened me. They were longer than the rest, longer than normal. Oh, And sharp! I knew why. I was not oblivious to the reason. Of all things, that I wasn't. Within minutes they would penetrate the skin of
Wolf
Doodle
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[link] my galley
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I am who I am and nobody else. I draw what I wanna draw, not what YOU tell me to.
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What is in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. -Romeo & Juliet
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas daccord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
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