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darkroom
"I hope you realize what they're doing in the darkroom." She said emphatically, her eyes widening. "Some people call it love, some say sex, but the truth is, it's two teens f," with that he grabbed her face, stared intensly into her deep green eyes and gave her the softest kiss she had ever had. So slight she could barely tell if it was his lips brushing hers or if the electricity between them was so strong that there was no need for actually touch.
print
Poignant and well thought out. Rodney read over the material In great detail. Needing to spill his intermost secrets, Trying to explain with words the mysteries of his heart.
reports
the reports were anything but clear. "Isn't there more here?" I asked. The frustration pouring out of my words like the persperation that was now saturating my underarms.
spider
scattered lots of legs small and creepy easily crushed spider? no, it's how I feel with these new crutches my first day back to school.
drain
Blood mixed with dirt and water swirled around the sink. She sudded her hands and scrubbed them violently to clean her skin; to clear her conscious. The water had turned clear now and all the past ills were down the drain.
blotches
From far away it looked like blotches of ink streaming down her legs. The closer I came to her I saw that the color was crimson, and the life in her eyes was gone.
ragged
poor soul had been ripped out and trampled on. It's hard to think of a soul as ragged. But trust me, his was.