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Image of a ManThere weren’t any mirrors in the bedroom. There weren’t any in the bathroom, either, though I think there used to be one. The medicine cabinet had a picture on it and it was peeling around the edges. I don’t think I ever realized how strange it was to not have any mirrors in the house at all. When I asked why he said “I have a hand mirror to see my face.” He didn’t tell me where he kept it. “Imagine looking in a mirror every day, but it’s a funhouse mirror. The ‘you’ that you see is not the real you.&Image of a Man
| *I don't really look like that. |
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Out!Out! You Demons Of Stupidity!
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FREE! The will of Cyric will descend upon you like...like...like some suitable metaphor I'll think of later! Oh yes, fear my coming retort! Uh...goodbye!
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'A writer of fiction lives in fear. Each new day demands new ideas and he can never be sure whether he is going to come up with them or not.'
Roald Dahl
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FREE! The will of Cyric will descend upon you like...like...like some suitable metaphor I'll think of later! Oh yes, fear my coming retort! Uh...goodbye!
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'A writer of fiction lives in fear. Each new day demands new ideas and he can never be sure whether he is going to come up with them or not.'
Roald Dahl
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DanceFuckerDance.
Let me know when you touch up your gallery so I can come see.
=3
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FREE! The will of Cyric will descend upon you like...like...like some suitable metaphor I'll think of later! Oh yes, fear my coming retort! Uh...goodbye!
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DanceFuckerDance.
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FREE! The will of Cyric will descend upon you like...like...like some suitable metaphor I'll think of later! Oh yes, fear my coming retort! Uh...goodbye!
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