i sit on a bench, stranded. the soft gusts of wind cut my exposed skin like a razor blade. shivering, wondering where they might be, hoping for the best while dreading the worst. forsaken in stepford.
Location More info on Stepford - http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Stepford/239/33/29
...dark, but still lovely! :)
Lanay | 13 year(s) ago
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LydiaTremont | 13 year(s) ago
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