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as he stabed the litter with his pick, he tought in side his dark mind how much he wished he could stab it in to there eyes. he so missed the tast of blood, but sience he got put on probation for attempted murder he new he had to control the urge, the hatred for humanity
(a combined effort of me and gus)
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I love the lines the men use to get us into bed. 'Please, I'll only put it in for a minute.' What am I, a microwave?
Last edited by bleeding_angelgirl; 04-27-2007 at 03:17 PM.
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