I just finished reading the fight club
Freakin scary shit.
I'm writing a story and I've got about a page so far, and I'm going to type it up because my fingers are surging with potential energy that just MUST, MUST be released.
The story:
We are in a dusty room.
Right now- who knows about later- but right now? Well, right, that's all you need to
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