(voice.)

Jun 24, 2011 12:15

I went to bed with two beautiful women on either side, passed out on a bed of feathers and closing my eyes in post bedding bliss.

I wake up alone, filthy and Jecht. His life is horrible and he should be made into a charity case. And when I say him, I mean me. Cross.

jecht, cross marian

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