Her name was Jenifer. Everytime I went to her house, she'd have a new cat plush with a collar and a name tag, which creeped me out since she was an...
La nuit était jeune et le vent était doux sur ma peau surchauffée. Je sentais l'humidité froide et parfumée qui émanait du lac s'allongent a ma dro...
He was standing there, gun in hand with a black cap on his dirty hair. Blood was flowing down his arms from his hurt fingers. He looked so tired li...
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