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Vriska Serket by ~tinkometer

Blue Butterfly It seemed almost whimsical, my world of gray. A place where sunshine didn't exist, and rain was all I knew.Blue Butterfly by ~tinkometer
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Black rain boots, black umbrella. Even on those days when I made an effort to stay away from puddles (I hated the way my footsteps broke their concentrated stillness and sent ripples shaped like early morning phone calls and splattered paint across their surfaces. It just broke my heart.) I would still end up soaked, to the point where my rib cage dripped and my toes couldn't wiggle without the sloshing of water, and that made me want to throw up. (But I couldn't do that either. Would the puddles ever forgive me if I poisoned