Tonight:
"YOU'RE KILLING ME!" she screamed. "I'm real, and you're not and you're KILLING ME."And I can't argue with her really. Of course, I didn't realize it until she'd left, but I'd killed for her many a time, and that might have made a difference. I regret that one in particular, the little one, her, the only one that actually understood
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