Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Offer Your Throat to the Wolf with Red Roses

You know that moment where you're jumping from one flimsy layer of ice floating atop phasing icicles and freezing conditions, to another one?

I'm kind of there.



Except frozen in between.
Excuse the pun. HEHE.

College starts tomorrow.
=)=

TWO FACE, THAT.
MEH. IS OK.

I am a fox, not a wolf.
Not foxy though, ew.
I will hunt.
Find warmth in knowledge.
And be an honourable member of the pack.
The first human-like fox.

Foxes don't care about placement or lucrative branches. 
Foxes like three Es.

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