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[satansblackrose]

Thoughts and memories coalesce into fog; you're trying to forget. I see your happiness ebbing away, slower than a tide, but just as inevitable. If I could stop this tide, I would. But I don't know how to. You're not a computer, with a hard drive to erase things off of. You're not a WordPerfect document that can be altered. You're not something I

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[rayuela_de_maga]

So here's the plan: you, me, men/evil people, and a big stick. Optional: a cattle prod and Amanda.

Sound good?

We luv you, Cari!!

[satansblackrose]

oh god... amanda and cattle prod in same sentence? AAAAAAH!!!
we luv you too, Sonia!