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[seepassion]

Aw, c'mon now. Really? Fucking really. How the ever-living shit am I supposed to go to my fucking doctor's appointment with tits? I mean, seriously now. I need to get this thing off of my fucking leg. Like - yesterday-like. It's fucking itchy.

And Evelyn said I could probably get it off. She promised. I can't have lady-bits right now. Ugh. Fuckers

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[meli_mollifies]

What on Earth did you get yourself into?

And if whatever is on your leg is really that itchy, a trip to a doctor may not be the worst thing. Find another doctor if you fear going to your own. Cocytus would appreciate it. And likely the new additions as well.

[filter: Melibean]

[oflamentations]

I don't think I'd have an option of saying no, now would I~? And yeah, seriously. Probably a totally futile one, because I have such a weak constitution.

If I explode, you'll know just what happened. Sing a dirge or something really terrible for me. Like Linkin Park. That would be hilarious.