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Outside, inside the box.

Latias-gem

Published: Jan 31, 2014

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Okay, first submission in lord knows how long. AND LOOK HANDS!! Even if they are crapy"

So, no clue what this is, it was originally a girl about to jump off or out a window. BUT MEh.

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