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[tunnelrussian]

IEnkidu was a son of a bitch. His mother had been the racing wind that howls between the teeth of roof shingles at night. When Enkidu had sprung up high enough to wrap his hands around doorknobs, he was left behind. His mother ran off with the seeds of a tulip in the crook of her arm and bore him strong sons in the four directions. With fingers

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[believe008]

hey Arkady, its brooke (/chiples?). im adding you.

[johnfromnewyork]

Brilliant

[indigosea101516]

hey you. its quite possible that you never check this or dont have the e-mailing capacity to check this, but nonetheless it it my only means on communication. i realize i am unable to IM because of damn pop-up blockers on my grandma's computer which i have tried desperately to disable, but have failed miserably. also i dont know your email, which could be helmet of squid but i'm not sure. also i believe your number is 242-0636 but am not sure and do not want to risk interupting a random persons day or (frankly) speak with your mother and father, whom i'm afraid would eitehr interrogate me or you on the topic of phone conversations and girls and such. anyway, i am stuck in north carolina and would love for you to respond or give me your email or something so i could keep in touch, that is if you get this. damn, my nona is beckoning for me to finish this game of spite and malice. save me.
--katie

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[cookie_cutters]

Hey, this is Skyler's new journal. Add me back.