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[scian_ashleyder]

I think about the things I've 'achieved', and none of it means a damn thing. Every night I cry myself to sleep; every day at work I find myself staring off into space. I feel like I'm bleeding inside, like a limb's been ripped off; a part of me that was there is gone now, and it's left a gaping open hole where it was

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[ne1love]

MONDO HUGS!!!!!!!!!!!! Anything I can do?

[scian_ashleyder]

...Send me a mailbomb, one potent enough to ensure no survivability.

[ne1love]

hmmmm... I bad picture of me might give you a heart attack, but doubtful... Sorry no can do... how about something else...

[scian_ashleyder]

....Know any gay guys in the area who want a playtoy to abuse as they wish?

[swiftpawfoxie]

A bit belated since I check livejournal once in a blue moon other than to post my own random blurbs... :P

[scian_ashleyder]

Well, y'see, that's the problem exactly. 'For what?'

[swiftpawfoxie]

*nods* Aye, it is. :)

*squeezes*

Oooo...

[scian_ashleyder]

Squeeze some more, fox, it might be productive... ;)