Friday, October 17, 2008

UNTIL HER SOUL FELL NEXT TO ME


[One I stole from Knight Cat, who in turn stole it from someone else I don't care to backtrack and find; the other is from Garance]

Just two girls epitomizing the word perfection for me as of late; the second more than the first because of the septum piercing, which (don't say it!) I am contemplating...

Bitches. I hate how I can never look this good no matter how closely my clothes resemble theirs. I would rip my hair out but it's already out. I would spend my money on the exact replicas but it's already spent. Settling back into the collegiate swing of things is an expensive venture.
Bed.

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