Yes, I'm Little Red Riding Hood—born as my mother's daughter, and as an omen of the dawn. I should run in the forest, toppling the boulders that oppress the new leaves and blowing away the misty prisons that confine the light. Scorn weakness! Scorn obedience! Scorn shackles! And scorn indoctrination!
Elegant
99
Fresh
102
Sweet
486
Sexy
105
Cool
933
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