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[sweetgael]

those ridiculously bright eyesi was taught yesterday how to send the demons and ghosts away. by pretending that you are one of them, and you and haunt them too. but they are too many, my sailor, and they wouldn't listen to me. and i'm a fucking retard and they're still here, whole bunch of them, laughing so loudly at me

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[bad_gentleman]

i had a dream once. i was walking trough a forrest and every creature possible was looking at me, and i got TEH fear. i was walking somewhere where i shouldn't be. and then i realized, they could easili kil me by now- i walked so far- and they didn't, because i was one of them.
so don't pretend, don't dream it, be it as monsieur frank'n'furter would say;
and still it will be a haunting time.
eh i drink that delicious tea, made coffee (plain oune, i canot deal with ooking coffee now, just woke up and i still have burned fingers from yesterday)
and i have buisuness talk in about an hout how the fuck can i wake up!

[sweetgael]

wake up call?

[bad_gentleman]

now i'm cleaning my flat and hitting my head against stuff. god a call yes just give m time to dress up and fix my hair!

[sweetgael]

i'm cleaning as well. well, pretending that cleaning.

so send me quick message when ready

[limping_laces]

'oh how i hate! hate! hate! how i hate people! oh how i hate people!'

says my darling fuchsia groan, gauche of movement & red of dress.

i was just reminded.

[sweetgael]

today i love. no trace of hatred.

i love i love i love.

[ohjohnny]

those eyes...
*stares*

[sweetgael]

*still staring*