so i united states my way into the world war ii of poking battles on facebook and inadvertently uncover some nasty situations.
i have continued a dream series from the weekend in which i am repeatedly killed by this boy named eli. i did not fear eli until i dreamed that he liked the taste of my blood. my blood is more fearful than my body is tired.
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i think this begs an explanation.
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and hmmm, maggots in your nose...
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