

A Frenzied LandscapeShe could feel every thump as her feet the ground. Each one rebound through her whole body, like a shockwave, making it harder to think. She could hardly see in front of her, the landscape blurring into something more abstract, and altogether more in keeping with her state of mind.A Frenzied Landscape
She was running away from almost everything. There was something fundamentally wrong with her, with her existence itself, something that made her repugnant to general society. A clear mark of the damned seemed to hang over her head wherever she went, and all she could do was run. She had become something even she was repelled by, and she knew she'd ha
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You sultry minx! Stop fallin' in love with me!
oh, and. . .
Oooooh, shiiiiiiiiiny!
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Dancing is the vertical expression of a horizontal desire!
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Icon made by *lucatio. It's another way to be Donald Dile, but with out the clothes, it's Dile Duck
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Please check out my gallery and give comments on the deviations. I really appreciate feedback
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Icon made by *lucatio. It's another way to be Donald Dile, but with out the clothes, it's Dile Duck
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"Till Human Voices Wake Us, And We Drown."
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