knots and ribbons at the ends of her arms

cooled by Dimview

Pretty dress, ugly girl	Problems with E2 user poetry	There I stood, rambling incoherently into the tin can, you loved it	As for me, I am a watercolor. I wash off.
A poem I wrote when I was 5	Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face	Jack Johnson	My heart hurts
no means no	The Everything2 Podcast	"Fill it in", he said.	Raw
How to contribute to the Everything2 podcast	carbon black	I hate you. Please don't leave me.	If you don't believe me, I don't believe in you
Oops, I can't find my best friend	September 24, 2010	January 2007 quests and events	You could be the Willow, I could be the Wind.
self hatred

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