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Oct 07, 2006 14:57

She is in the next room packing her bags. She is violent, slamming doors and dressers shut and open, tearing through the shelving for our valuables. I am pouring her a gin for breakfast and two for myself. The stove is filling the apartment with gas and we sealed all the windows tight to make us move a little bit faster. And If we decide to stay ( Read more... )

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twowheeldeath October 8 2006, 00:17:25 UTC
You are such a good writer.
I'm excited to hang out !
And not in the Huge Yuge.

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