They will try to tell you that your toast is burnt, that your top is too bright, that you smile too much or dream too much and this is the part where you say STFU, I’ll do whatever I please. But only sometimes, because they have a dozen nasty words to call someone like you and your skin is not as thick as you’d like
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Thank you. :3 aiuta is a dear and just recced me one.
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And Shamal/Goku's mum fic? Here you go. 8D
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D'aww, thank you. :D It's just, I feel bad linking to my journal for four paragraphs. xD
asdkfjld;l you are wonderful. *___*
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Ha, I understand that the length seems to be getting in the way, but you know. It's quality, not quantity. |D
So are you. <3 Unfortunately, it's the only one I've seen. Except yours, lol.
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Pockets filled with stolen cash, illicit funds - no great loss if the doctor is not in, he tells himself, knock, knock, knocking - can't explain away the hot knot in his chest at the sight of that ugly mug, or tears inexcusable from a thirteen-year-old boy. It's jet lag, he says, and Shamal snorts, drags him in by the hair, gruff and unbearably gentle.
Sob I love this. <3
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*noms on*
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Shamal really lacks SRS BSNS love. He's such a cracky perv that we don't see much of it. So sad. >__>
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