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TF?
It's mid-October. And it's snowing.
I have no words.
I have no words.
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the worst part? I suddenly want to write my NaNo novel about horny, rape-happy shape-shifting unicorns. And stupid girls who fall in love with murderers. Oh, dear overlord. I feel like throwing up.
This has got to be the sickest, most twisted thing my mind has cooked upyet. Ever.
This has got to be the sickest, most twisted thing my mind has cooked up
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the fuuuuuuuck
Rape-happy shape-shifting unicorns. Thanks, Murakami. Thanks, really.
I can still hear the screams of my dying childhood.
And watching some random weird-ass vampire movie will really lift my spirits. Rea-fucking-lly.
I can still hear the screams of my dying childhood.
And watching some random weird-ass vampire movie will really lift my spirits. Rea-fucking-lly.