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ive had some semi-gory dreams, none as gory as urs ritualistic...... one i can remember is me and someone else (not sure who, just another victim i guess) being chased through this house by this winged, dark demon thing. we ran outside and were running down the street (which looked exactly like my real street at night) being chased by the demon. it caught up to the other guy and cut him in half with this blade which was attached to its arm. then i kept running, the demon caught up to me, was about to slice me good, then i woke up
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your dependence on hardware really amuses me, Bough. ive been dropped into the kalahari desert with no more than a toothbrush and a packet of sherman lemons, and i still made it to bulawayo before ramadan.
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