by Nosnits » Tue Aug 04, 2009 4:45 pm
"I don't have anything to live for....you...you...hate me...and...I...I'm...h...having my period...I might as well...die now...." Nora says, breaking into more tears, and being choked.
Hey, you! No...not you....You! Go --->
HERE <--- to red the drabbles of stuff I've written, or --->
HERE <--- to see both my doodles AND writing. Double dip right there.
Knit the scarf. Ride the ogre.