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"Look, something is not right." a gentle and worried voice awakes me. indeed, something is moving, something is growing, and spinning, from inside of me. Just as i started panicking- it broke free. it has sharp claws and pointy teeth, a small tail and a small body, looks just like me. There is no blood, no mess, nothing hurts, i am not screaming, ready to fall back asleep. and perhaps tomorrow i will find out, who whispered at me. -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 98.116.252.231
hahastarr:How cute! 11/23 10:33
※ 編輯: Tabrith 來自: 71.183.136.85 (11/23 14:03)
sylviaplath: where the wild things are! 11/29 11:42