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Aug 22, 2006 21:46

Beg your pardon, Dead Eyes, are you here to keep me company? I haven't seen you around before. The shadows are alive, and I can hear them talk. I'm not making any sense. "You're one hysteric away from being just like your mother," it echoes, but not enough to cause a dent. It's enough to be a constant reminder of what I have to live with ( Read more... )

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enjaycait August 27 2006, 14:48:57 UTC
I adore you. And you will never have to suffer like your mother did. You mean so much to me. Remember that

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shootktt August 30 2006, 19:36:18 UTC
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butterpromo3 August 31 2006, 23:04:15 UTC

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