(It's scary. The more I think about it, I made almost no stupid choices while on drugs! All of the life-ruining ones were thought out, and all the fun ones were spontaneously committed at five AM after a bowl of opium, eleven Zimas, and one of my mates saying "d'you ever wonder whatt'dhappen if..." Dammit. *makes note, 'go back on drugs'*)
(He's still cuter than a baby squirrel butt. I would dearly love to be able to move on. *wistful* Why must they always be so unsuitable? Why can't I go for any nice boys anymore?)
Okay. Here's something:
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(It's scary. The more I think about it, I made almost no stupid choices while on drugs! All of the life-ruining ones were thought out, and all the fun ones were spontaneously committed at five AM after a bowl of opium, eleven Zimas, and one of my mates saying "d'you ever wonder whatt'dhappen if..." Dammit. *makes note, 'go back on drugs'*)
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It's it, though? I am definitely looking forward to the new Bond film.
*makes note, 'go back on drugs'*
Just remember not to become a celebrity with 275914981 photographers and the entire Metropolitan police force trailing you first. :-)
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You know, I'm glad you warned me. That was a very real possibility.
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(He's still cuter than a baby squirrel butt. I would dearly love to be able to move on. *wistful* Why must they always be so unsuitable? Why can't I go for any nice boys anymore?)
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{offers you Joey}
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