I first met Joachim at a house party, when his face suddenly became more acquainted with my lap. He smelled like cheap booze and cigarettes. “I’ve fallen,” he lamented, his face pressed against my thigh, “and I can’t get up
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... Oh, hey Lanie. xD I didn't know anyone still had me friended. I just needed somewhere to post part of my lastest story for a friend of mine to read. This was my lazy place.
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How ya been? :D
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Sorry for the late reply, LJ has been giving really late email notifications D:
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