

J.L.T.R.U. Anemone's storyShe sits opposite me in the armchair. In her hands she holds her school uniform's blazer, and quietly embroiders the front pocket. The all girl private school academy she attended had long been burned down. When her classmates aquired a taste for human flesh, she had no other choice but to move out of her school's dorm. I found her one day hiding underneath a lotus in a koi pond. She had held her breath for a few minutes, trying to hide her scent that attracted one too many zombies. When she emerged for air, her bright pink hair clung to her face and she fired two wild shots in the air from her revolver. That is how I met miss Anemone.J.L.T.R.U. Anemone's story
| My name is Julie. I'm 18, and I go to school for fashion design. I generally like punk lolita clothing but I can make just about any style of clothing. I do some art from time to time. I like violent action flicks and cute pink plushies. My favorite animals are octopuses and bunny rabbits, and I've been known to be a fire hazard. I can run in high heeled shoes and have bright pink hair. Yeah that's about it.... |

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I may be dumb, but I'm not stupid.
~"Those three words are said too much and not enough"~
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Anarchy<3
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I may be dumb, but I'm not stupid.
~"Those three words are said too much and not enough"~
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Anarchy<3
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WE SAW, WE HAD VISION. WE HEARD, BUT DIDN'T LISTEN.
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look at her ammo belt
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I may be dumb, but I'm not stupid.
~"Those three words are said too much and not enough"~
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Anarchy<3
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di tutti i giorni che ho vissuto solo quelli passati insieme a te mi sono sembrati veri...
my head...mind...eyes...and breath....
[oh and for the
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I may be dumb, but I'm not stupid.
~"Those three words are said too much and not enough"~
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