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May 27, 2009 02:48


A hunter's moon rises and the sound of the caelifera ride in on the northern wind. A cold wind that sends a chill right to the bones that no amount of layers will stop. I don't want to go to Sunset Strip, I don't want to feel the emptiness. Bold marquees with stupid band names, I don't want to go to Sunset Strip. Here there be monsters.

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do_you_desire May 27 2009, 19:11:12 UTC
Awful forebodin. you expectin trouble cupcake?

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blessedwithsuck May 27 2009, 20:04:43 UTC
I find its better to hedge my bets and always expect trouble. It's better to expect it and be wrong, then expect smooth sailing and find trouble on accident.

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do_you_desire May 27 2009, 20:12:18 UTC
So if you always expect the worse you'll be miserable but you wont be disappointed, is what your gettin at?

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blessedwithsuck May 27 2009, 20:17:51 UTC
Yes. I would rather be 'miserable' than have any hopes dashed. That's worse.

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strifeful May 27 2009, 20:32:50 UTC
Monsters?

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greatmendontdie May 27 2009, 23:42:39 UTC
No kidding.

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strifeful May 27 2009, 23:56:36 UTC
We should have some monsters in the apartment.

You like them?

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blessedwithsuck May 28 2009, 10:29:58 UTC
Do not take her from him again.

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