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Dec 29, 2008 23:01

i'm staring at you. you don't realize it, but i am. your legs are crossed at the ankles and by your aimlessly wandering eyes i can tell you're bored with the magazine sitting on your lap. you've got this strange man beside you, who mumbles to himself now and again. you're annoyed, because you glance at him and shift uncomfortably in your seat ( Read more... )

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howtodream December 30 2008, 09:59:18 UTC
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

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