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  • I'm obsessed with eyes.

    All my notes from class have an eye on them. Just one. I draw the same one almost every time. I used to love painting them in high school.

    And I love doing my eye make up, and taking pictures of my eyes and other people's eyes.

    This is a photo of my eye at a masquerade party years ago.

    And yet, I'm marginally of frightened by light eyes... even though I have blue eyes myself.

    I've been hurt by a lot of light eyes. I don't trust them.
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