

"The Last Note"I was home; the bullet was lodged deep in my thigh… burning, slowly releasing the burning silver into my blood."The Last Note"
I made my way into the living room; seeing the black piano that was poised in the place of honor. Blood pouring from the wound spilled with every step. Crossing the tiled floor, I raised my hands to the keys, one thought echoing through my mind.
Too young to die …
Until two weeks ago, I was trustworthy. I had to be, with my ambassador parents out of the country so often. When I had turned thirteen, I convinced them to dismiss my governess and to let me live on my own. I did well, taking care
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If a life remembered could be a death forgot....
im starting up a fashion competition for those who didn't get into project designer. id be a great time so join
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I run Le Beau Monde fashion competition.
[link]
It means a lot to me
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My gallery---->[link]
come on now...you know you want to ...just click on that link
Emily
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"Reality doesn't make sense, even in my imagination."
DRAGONS, PLUNNIES, and MORE at the MYSTIC DEN!
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When the sun sets, I've got to roam
Can't sleep in the city of neon and chrome
My collection: [link]
Check my site for details at that time.
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I run Le Beau Monde fashion competition.
[link]
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GINGLISNKEN
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I run Le Beau Monde fashion competition.
[link]
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