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Herman Tommeraas

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"Dude, what happened to your hands?" his fellow dorm mate asked him. "Huh, this? I must've gone too far with the red," he turned his hand and tried to shake the access paint off. "It looked like you were involved in a murder or something." "Possible. Wanna go around and sabotage people's laundry?" "Give me some of that paint, I'm in." Kylo slapped some paint on his hand and off they ran towards the laundry lines and left handprints all over people's clean clothes without a care in the world.

"Dude, what happened to your hands?" his fellow dorm mate asked him. "Huh, this? I must've gone too far with the red," he turned his hand and tried to shake the access paint off. "It looked like you were involved in a murder or something." "Possible. Wanna go around and sabotage people's laundry?" "Give me some of that paint, I'm in." Kylo slapped some paint on his hand and off they ran towards the laundry lines and left handprints all over people's clean clothes without a care in the world.

Dirty hands and bloodied hands from poor sanitation and eating creatures.

Dirty hands and bloodied hands from poor sanitation and eating creatures.

#wattpad #vletlen Idézetek tiniknek. Remélem tetszemi fognak.

They bled and bled and would not stop bleeding. There would be no dramatic end, she realised, only a slow withering […] bleeding and more bleeding. - Richard Flanagan, The Narrow Road to the Deep North

My eyes by ryky

My eyes by ryky