Clasoorm 4B Jasper

The third obsession victim jasper. 6:00 "and now i finally hear the truth 'shouted the police officer against kars. "you are the last that the young called, so you know who was with him" kars is still not understood.

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Clasoorm 4B Jasper

The third obsession victim jasper. 6:00 "and now i finally hear the truth 'shouted the police officer against kars. "you are the last that the young called, so you know who was with him" kars is still not understood.

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Obsession

My sweet mare, my obsession. i thought of you again today.

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Obsession

One that matched the gleam of obsessive near-madness in his eyes as he turned to drak.

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Obsession

Shortly after our "face-to-face", we did it soon to see again both. But most of the time, we were with our respective groups, so it was not really the best time. So, to mark the occasion, he invited me to his house. On the occasion, I learned a lot of...

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Love's Labour's Won

A play of pure futility! We speak our parts as automatons, Emotions leaked from slits under our eyes To drain in tiny pools on ruined carpet, Stains of neverwas, and neverwill. A blocking so contrite we scoff in rhythm And sweep our hands in...

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Ode to the dragon

# Though thy teeth be sharp, and thy claws great, waste not thy strength on me, for thy beauty doth pierce mine heart worse than any wound. Do not waste thy breath upon me, for I burn already a passion far greater than I can bear. Oh dragon,...

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Classroom 4b: Menno

He was already in love with minogue and had therefore developed a kind of obsession for her. he tried through her friends and other acquaintances her phone number to catch.

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classroom 4b

Monique was an ordinary tiger girl with a special obsession. she gathered caption crimson sweaters. she had yellow, green, blue, black and all colors that you could imagine. there was one that she had not, that was a bloodred.

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Rise and fall of a collector

The little children are now mocking me, for they see me as an obsessed lunatic, unable to cope with reality. but are they really able to understand the beauty of my collection?

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The Madness of Mrs. Frank

Upon the floor I labored, sweat dripping from my brow. Several times I retraced work already done, damaged by the saline drops. The chalk in my paw was gritty and made the black sleeve that went to my elbow white half up my forearm. At least it matched...

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[SFW] Squirrelly Days #015 - Wafit

Digressing once we've captured our obsession, we'll use them until we've "burned" ourselves out, sleep for a long while, then mostly be back to normal. kion: could you explain the heat and obsession a bit more?

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