"I was born for this. I was born to hustle roses down the avenues of the dead," the tiny 13 year old paused long enough to tap the ash off of the end of her clove cigarette," that's Charles Bukowski, are you familiar with his work
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Murderdoll listened at the grate, cupping her hand over her mouth so as not to be heard as she giggled herself. She liked this little girl. Now, if only there was a way to meet her..
She coughed when she heard Bloodtype's name.. funny how he'd never mentioned her. Now she had even more reason to meet this delicate little doll..
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She coughed when she heard Bloodtype's name.. funny how he'd never mentioned her. Now she had even more reason to meet this delicate little doll..
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