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Apr 13, 2005 16:19

Waking hourWhen he awoke, he had a bad feeling in his stomache like he'd dreampt another dream about fighting with his mother. Little did he realise, but he was going to be hooked on ciggarretes for a long time, if forever. In the back of his mind he'd put little thought into how his appearance would become years later, haggard, teeth yellow and a ( Read more... )

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brokenrelics April 13 2005, 21:02:27 UTC
wow- i like your writing...deeply morbid...deeply morbid- you're my new hugging buddy so yeah! YAY FOR YOU! cheer up! no ones happy but we can be content in the fact that between urges to punch and hug a friendship was made...hahahaha, wow- ok i'm lame.

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the_cereal_bawx April 14 2005, 00:22:24 UTC
I appreciate that. oi-huggin buddies are good, almost as good as those other buddies.

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............................................................. anonymous April 14 2005, 18:10:12 UTC
wow didnt see that ending coming

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plz_dont_ask April 14 2005, 21:12:29 UTC
haha that was great! sob love story.

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tiffany05 April 15 2005, 21:52:11 UTC
Woah, different ending than I expected...

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