

The Dollhouse Ch.1Morning. The sweet callings of the morning. But, nothing so sweet about this harshly clouded morning. No birds chirped outside at the threateningly dense clouds that seemed surpress all hopes for a bright cheefull day. Though the sun was barely risen, behind the widely known night club, The Dollhouse, in the apartment building a brunette curly headed girl sat at the beck and call of her sewing machine. Her little ringlets pulled back out of the way of her chocolate brown eyes with the white head of one of the most popular American Japanese cartoon icons to ever reach it's demands shore to shore, Hello Kitty, attatched as intended to little piThe Dollhouse Ch.1
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Burn Baby!
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Don't step on the flowers, Yo!
I hope you enjoyed the story.
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Whats a boy to do with a guy like him ?
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The gorgeous icon is by ~kasaichi
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Hour after hour
Minutes tick by
Sometimes I forget you
But rememberings the lie
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