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[severed_sanity]

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[scruffed_up]

Grrrrrr you Grrrrrr for trying to deny it. I knew! You can not hide the truth from me, nuh uh, it will never work. There for I will some how manage to find something and do soemthing with what ever time there is left of your hopefully uber day.

Peace.

[severed_sanity]

*purrs and snuggles* You're just too sweet, you know that?

[scruffed_up]

^^ And awwwww ... How are you gonna survive when I go!? *snickers* Kidding, but no actually I didn't know that. I do now though. ^^

[severed_sanity]

I don't know! *clings* You better manage to send an email or something after basic damn it!

Tucker, as requested.

[swordage]

He runs his hands through his hair. The dirt on this plot of land is loose, freshly turned, but it is hard work to dig deep enough to reach the casket. The headstone is broken by rebellious teens already - only two arms of the cross reach long shadows over his pale face. He thinks he might care more if there weren't a hand dangling limply over the edge of the pit, swinging like a toe tag when his head brushes against it. He might care more if he were a religious man. He isn't. There is no God

Re: Tucker, as requested.

[severed_sanity]

Just GUH. *can't reform into a solid...still a puddle of goo* <3

Re: Tucker, as requested.

[swordage]

And I got EVERYTHING you asked for. Tucker, brimstone, faith, broken cross, toe tags/markers. Okay, so I fibbed the last one. XD

...That was kinda bigger than a drabble, huh?

Re: Tucker, as requested.

[celes_grant]

....... oxo whoa