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[Aug. 21st, 2004|06:59 pm] |
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Well well well. It seems everybody's found their calling in this dank little corner of cyberspace. Let's see if I can find mine. Since no one plays fair and every seems to fucking want a piece of you, I suppose we'll call this "friends only" for the time being. Friends. I like that. No more, no less, and no overstepping bounds. Oh, God, I almost sounded like mother there. Careful, careful Ed. It goes without saying (or should, at least) that I'd be more inclined to talk to a nice, pretty, hometown girl rather than some shady character that wants to mindfuck me, but who wouldn't, right? I don't think I'm completely alone in this. |
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