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funny, how we're both going to the same place with the hope of escaping the same thing.
when we come home though, you'll be staring it in the face, and i'll still be numb, the uncomfortable hazy feeling just after a fever.
i'm so sorry. and that doesn't even begin to cover how i feel. how you must feel.
and sickeningly, i think mike may be right. a little blood on the lintel couldn't hurt.
when we come home though, you'll be staring it in the face, and i'll still be numb, the uncomfortable hazy feeling just after a fever.
i'm so sorry. and that doesn't even begin to cover how i feel. how you must feel.
and sickeningly, i think mike may be right. a little blood on the lintel couldn't hurt.