You're like the fifth Beatle. And by Beatle I mean God-damned Horseman of the Apocalypse. Pestilence, War, Famine, Death, and LJ Devastation. Although I suppose you'd probably prefer to just be Pestilence, and cut some emo bitches from you friends list on the side, while spreading plague as your day job.
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There is that shared love of the boxed wine, though. Hell, let's drink a box right now.
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