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Mar 06, 2006 21:07


She was put in a position where she knew she was going to fail. Night had fallen, and everyone was in a punch-drunk state, heavily liquored and perfuming the air. She had to manage a manual car with no prior experience and a severly inebriated boy as the only guide. She crumbled to the tile floor of the bathroom as soon as they got home, replaying ( Read more... )

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singinntherain March 7 2006, 06:49:34 UTC
welcome back.

your writing always brings me such strong emotions. yet another beautiful piece.

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uberchimp March 11 2006, 10:27:39 UTC
is this a sad story or a happy story...at first I thought it was your story, then i decided it wasn't. And I can't think of any other way to work story into this. end of story.

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nohayaccidents December 30 2009, 23:44:35 UTC
I just reread this and it made me laugh. End of this story.

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