Sep 27, 2005 20:17
done and waited, blank lines are sedated. Cans of old tuna, dispatched and rotten, the cat savours this, and the stench is forgotten. Collapsed on the carpet, nothing left to shoot-the gun dropped and the bullet sounded mute.
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im not just saying that.
you better persue writing
or ill pursue you
lol!
*hugz* hope ur good
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