Dear Alice,
Monday, May 10
2:23:00 PM
She glanced towards the window, but couldn't see past the thick fog that lingered on the windowsill. Sparse drops of water danced daintily down the glass. The water held her gaze, mesmerized her as the beat of the music shook her walls and her spine. The music. The music had an entirely different personality. It reverberated the walls with the billingsgate. She pressed her cheek to the icy window and the sensation it made upon her rosy skin was unimaginable. The hot memories and dark thoughts that were usually creeping through her brain faded as if they were sinking into the abyss of the forgotten. She was content. Not happy, never happy, but satisfied with the days gifts.
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Age: 17
Location:So Cal
Sex: F
Likes:Running, Drawing, Painting, Writing, Arizona Tea
Dislikes:Close-mindedness, Arrogance, Movies with talking animals

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Hello my name is Dakota Ramn. I like pineapples, fantasies and being rebellious.

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