| Well, this appears to be my most popular stock so far. A perfect final touch for your fantasy pieces or even just for a spot of background scenery. |
Long for day

Red DiaryRed DiaryRed Diary
She sat upon the bed crying, Red diary in her hand, And sifted through the pages, Trying desperately to understand.
What made her the way she was, What drove her to such deeds, What sparked the hunger, the want, What drove her wanton needs.
And then a picture fell, From the pages within her book, A little girl holding the hand, That from her, innocence was took.
And then the memories flooded back, And she remembered him. "He's Trusted and faithful," others said, Her memories were much more grim.
Al
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Ring the doorbell and run away.
Death REALLY hates that.
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I've used one of the pictures of your cat in two of my manips. It was a nice pic of a nice cat
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Hope you don't mind but I've used one of your pictures in two of my manips:
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But I sing a happy tale...
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I forgot I'd already typed it up the first time.
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