ruth
21 October 2012 @ 12:00 am
IT STALKED THROUGH THE ROOMS AND THEN IT TORE THE SHEETS OFF THE BED. IT RIPPED THE BOOKS OFF THE SHELF; IT TURNED HEAVEN TO HELL. IT HELD ME DOWN TIGHT, IT TOOK ALL MY FIGHT. IT BROKE ALL THE WINDOWS. IT CAME FLAME FROM THE KINDLE.
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ruth
07 November 2010 @ 10:00 am
A QUOI BON CE TAS DE PLAISIRS, DE FRISSONS, DE CARESSES, DE PAUVRES PROMESSES? POURQUOI FAIRE SE LAISSER REPRENDRE? LE COUR EN CHAMADE, NE RIEN Y COMPRENDRE C'EST UNE EMBUSCADE.
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