and even when you look away, i know you think of me..
Saturday, September 20, 2008 @ 1:36 AM
<3 day83
Still a stranger to her own body, a high school student discovers she has a physical advantage when she becomes the object of male violence.
profile: reach my prismic soul
Hello, my name is paper and I am a piece of paper.
My purpose is to have people write on me and to be printed by printers.
I like the smell of wood because it smells like my parents.
My ambition is to be thrown away and recycled.