So I'll continue to continue to pretend ; my life will never end

[lonewolverine]

swimming in confusion... spider webs criss-crossing the walls, casting networks of shadows, great vast strands that cloak and swell and distort in front of my vision... air thick like syrup... like blood... sweating and sweltering and festering... dust choked silence, everything ground to a halt... the machine is frozen, dying, unable to speak,

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[cadbury_matt]

Yeah it's official, you definately have the suckiest of both of our jobs... mine just turn into good prose poetry no matter how much I might want it to.

Very... ummm... final.

Now stop writing better than me! My ego can't take it!

[shad0wkatt]

Whoa. o.o That was tight as hell.