The scent of blood and roses stings my nose.
The pencil moves across the page on its own. I open my eyes and see the wobbly letters. I KILL SNOW. If he’s captured, I want the privilege.
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I grew up in Kentucky, but I did not grow up like that. I had heat, and I didn’t have to shoot my dinner or anything. - Jennifer Lawrence
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