

FingersIt is only after I have been at my new flat for some months that I begin to receive mail other than bills and offers to enter prize draws. One of my first personal envelopes contains a scrawled message from an old acquaintance with whom I was friendly many years ago. I am distressed to read that my friend is deeply unhappy, and I am disturbed further to read that if he receives no reply to the letter I hold in my hands he will feel compelled to chop off one of his fingers with a kitchen knife. Days pass, full of inconsequential incidents, until a small parcel arrives. The postmark indicates that it is from my friend. With trepidation IFingers
Bruised
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Love can be the ultamite key
and the power inside of you so
you can never be afriad of yourself
be who you are
you? x
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Dont makez me come over there. >:3
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ama off to uni later this year ;o
toodles! x
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*-* make the most of what you've got..
...while you've got it *-*
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*...The killer kitty is watching u...*
Don't worry, Gael rapes hot people only so... you are safe ^^
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Dont makez me come over there. >:3
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