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I see, and I do appreciate honesty.

enjoy the rest of your time here

(step)mom??

Hi, great pictures

i just read your homepage …i don’t think i am your kind of girl

You're so (◕‿◕✿)!

perhaps... noting with an approval nod of my head

hi stew

oh my

hi kelleigh, I am glad too *s*

perhaps to you…

to whom?

You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.

"Alright everyone....CHILL." -Echo's Player, after summoning the rest of the house and pressing the 'On' button.

Urban Dictionary Word of the Day

(◕‿◕✿) : When something or someone is acting, being, or talking really adorable.

Sat Jun 01 15:44:54 I like this. Glad I popped into the room.

Clarity comes, slowly her eyes open; the pain is nothing but a dull ache, though her body is stiff, a bit sore, the stretch to relive it comes with a surprise. Again, she attempts to move only to prove what had been exposed the first time: ankles are bound, and so are her hands; her what? She kicks, the muttered ouch when reality becomes more apparent; the kick with bare toes hurts because it hits something solid? Solid? Her head was twisting about, braids becoming unbraided in her face, and in a futile attempt to blow them away failed miserably; her vision was lined from the hanging woven dark hair, but it was clear enough that she could see she was in a box. With the stream of light rays spreading on the wall of the trunk, the fabric lining exposed, something in her recent memory she knows the …. The trunk, she is in a trunk. The movement comes, and the trunk seems to sway only to righten and start again, listening to sounds other than her heartbeat frantic in her ears. The fogginess leaves as memories, fire and sounds, scents, movements, and what little sight she has, a ship, it's a ship… a trunk, a ship, and the dawning comes…… Drawing in a breath, she lets out a call.

" REDWOLF! I know it's you! Stop hiding, you tarsk! Let me out of this,
talking to herself about ways to kill the man and what she will do when she gets out and hopes parts of his anatomy fall off. Too incited to be fearful of the fact she has been kidnapped and stuck in a trunk, maybe sense will prevail at the moment she is thirsty, needing to pee badly, and furious.

Kicking the side and wincing again, she tries to scoot over using her knees to create a thumping sound with a back-and-forth bend and straighten … she is so going to see that red hair on a pike.

hello

Cool party.

just watching

you want a private room?