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[fabul0us_whore]

It's too early to want to go home. The sun isn't even up yet; the night is young. And the travelers are weary; the tourists are fast asleep; the lovers are raging; the undead are about. I love the way the night moves.I love how the trees move in the wind, casting shadow after shadow on the wall. Eerie sounds fill the air, accompanying the smell of

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[xxlibertinexx]

niiiice...must applaud *claps* I have gotten that feeling a million times (wanting to write, dying to write and nothing coming out, but shit) Mind if I add you?