Tuesday, March 10, 2009

World,
I need a good slap across the face. If my spirits are broken now, then I'll repair them now. I owe myself that much. Whatever's best for the team.
Smiles and fists, my friends.
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The sun loves me. The cold wants me. I am bouncing and I'd met Killaaaaaa, and he's just like Petit Copain. They're like two peas in a pod. And I accidentally called Killaaaaa "babe".

ARCHIVE, FUCKERS (for Ace-like purposes)