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Nov 08, 2006 04:17

Is life something that you play; All the time waiting to get rid of it?

He told me he was leaving to go find the Hellcat. My eyes only widened and closed in response. [I am not your keeper; why do you tell me these things?] What could I say? In the gaping hole where my soul lived, there was only promise of myriad destruction. And so I nodded in ( Read more... )

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broken_sibyl November 8 2006, 05:02:15 UTC
*cheers first post!*

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little_gray_fox November 9 2006, 14:56:15 UTC
Heh. Finally 3 paragraghs.

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diary_invidia November 8 2006, 07:39:35 UTC
We'll create a junkie out of her too! muahahahahahah

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little_gray_fox November 9 2006, 14:56:57 UTC
Oh? Truly its a matter of whether I'll fall into old habits.

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