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Ill I bleed.
The truth?
I killed Vincent, because I hated him. He used to be my therapist back at Brookehaven, but I didn't belong there.
I didn't like Vincent. And so I got mad at him and killed him.
The only thing I regret? Is I'm now separated from the love of my life.
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And the Physical Shape of Light Bled
I can't feel her anymore. Where did she go, where did she go?
Oh, God, help me!!! PLEASE!!!
[begin Stan's punishment Day 1] -
Ding dong the priest is dead.
Martyred be a saint, significant. Oh the blood on my hands so dearly quite fetching.
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(Untitled)
wow, what ever the fuck was I on last night? I even had the nerve to go to her home in that state.
( It was odd. And OMG Some minor R rated sex shit behind cut! OH NOES BEHOLD THE ARCTOPUS! ) -
The best story ever.
Have I noticed a man present, claiming to be a story teller? With claims that we're his characters and this is all some story?
How amusing, but not as amusing as my story.
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pain, fuck
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