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I shivered. The cold wind brought an unpleasant icy chill, and my coat wasn’t thick enough for this kind of weather. I looked up at my mother. She was standing beside me, on the doorstep. I was sitting down, on the iced over step, which was slippy and very uncomfortable. As I shifted my position, my mother finally spoke. “I love you Jenny, do you know that?” I looked up at her, puzzled. “Of course. And I love you too.” She sighed, shaking her head to clear her thoughts and looked out into the snow covered gloom. Usually snow looks beautiful, like a blanket of white cove
Hi!
Cheerful
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I'm sorry for my english, I'm French!
You love photography?You love animals and nature? I wait you in my DA!
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On a stand in her hair
Was a candy cane
Black rum, sugar cane
Dry eye, somethin' strange!
La la, la la la la la la la la la laa laa laa
White Stripes - Icky Thump
yay for GERARD WAY and JACK WHITE!!
welcome to dA (:
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CHORDS OF STEEL!!
the name's Pablito Diego José Santiago Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno Crispin Crispiniano de los Remedios Cipriano de la Santisima Trinidad Ruiz Blasco y Picasso Lopez. but you can call me Pablo. (;
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YOUR LIES ARE FULL OF LIES!
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I just made you read this.
and welcome to DA
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