Dancing in a mixture of paterns to fall silently into her pale white hands, diluting her thoughts with sweet memories of the smile that reflected a thousand rainbows. The smile that escaped from her lips was one of not a rainbow, but a stream filled of the colours only her memories could believe.
catcow888
And yes I did write that.
117 years & 10 days ago 20th May 2009 00:02
OK
117 years & 14 days ago 16th May 2009 01:42
okz...
117 years & 19 days ago 11th May 2009 03:33
117 years, 1 month & 1 day ago 27th Apr 2009 21:04
TOO MANY COLOURS
117 years, 1 month & 2 days ago 27th Apr 2009 02:59
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