Promise me that when I'm dead you'll kill my enemies.

Aug 02, 2005 17:14

The sky shimmers slightly above the windshield. My eyes adjust to the light and I curse softly, pumping the gas pedal. I am working. The car starts, jumps and a craft knife falls out of the ruin that was my glove box. I do not remember buying that. Obviously new, the sunlight glitters lovely and pyrite off of the blade. I glance at the road to make ( Read more... )

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ravieslave August 3 2005, 23:33:17 UTC
Oh.
Crap.
Well.

I am now going to spend a good portion of dinner reading up medically about these things, because I'm curious, and I dig you.

Whatever happens, I send you vibes in whatever shape and scope that appeals the most to you.

Fountains of blood in shapes of girls,

--The Feather Cap.

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.. neptunegurl August 4 2005, 21:39:56 UTC
humm wish u luck and hope it is nothing to bad

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