Oct 01, 2003 10:31
*goes into the bathroom to wash his hands. lets the hot water run, picks up the soap and begins to lather...
...suddenly he realises he's been standing there for over half an hour, and that he's worn the soap down to the size of a pebble. silently he begins to cry, the tears spilling down into the soapy mess in the basin below*
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Doodle, you're scaring the ever loving shit out of me. Please contact me. Do you want me to come to LA? I will if you need me to.
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