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Doctors Orders
"Just come in and have a seat ( Read more... ) -
The temptation to kill the protagonist becomes a constant distraction...
FUCKING NOVEL.
Write yourself sir, you left-brain tart!
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The following is an advertisment
"What a wonderful night ( Read more... ) -
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Jeeziss christ, it's been one of those weeks.
What with Rowland's helpful comments-
"OH, at the VET were you? So now pets are more important than theatre, are they?"
I was only ten minutes late if that.
"Well it's dead now anyway ma'am, so don't worry about it."
I just got up a while ago looking for breakfast and already Theodore has pushed this god- ( Read more... ) -
on honesty...
This shiny new journal is about honesty, to myself. something there hasn't been alot of from me ( Read more... ) -
i may have left this all a tad late.
I'm giving up now.
I just did a word count, and it's 10,881.
And you try adding ten scores at this time in the morning. I counted on my fingers a bit.
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I wish i didn't have to look at this shit some times. But i want to know too.
This one made me cry.
These tales havn't made me cry since David Plezer and the gas stove. Fuck this, i am not finishing this one essay. Sue me.
Caged Girl
In the quiet town of Brillon, Wisconsin, terror raged in the home of Michael and Angeline Rogers. The parents ( Read more... ) -
Twat's progress
Six essays left, at least 1,000 words each.
Three to finish,
Three yet to start.
Oh blimey.
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My appologies, that was tad extreme.
I really need a friend to make me laugh, to laugh all night long with me. To see the bitter irony in things that seem so huge and all consuming and to roar hysterically. I nned to stop listening to these tracklists that send me soaring right into the depths of Bat Country. Trouble is, I love it here. It's so exciting. But right now, a abit sick and ( Read more... ) -
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oh, we're fucked we're fucked. why are we fucked?