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"Aye, leave a message and I'll respond to you when I can. Or come find you."
"Aye, leave a message and I'll respond to you when I can. Or come find you."
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Though i suppose that's entirely possible here!!! ðą Imagine!!! You're innocently stripping to the nude, ready to cleanse yourself of the day's sins, and suddenly BAM
MAGICAL PEEPING TOM
Totally terrifying thought, almost makes you scared to leave the house
So to speak ððð
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[ It feels as if something here isn't clicking. As if he's missing something... ]
Get out of my inbox court
why
[ Are they friends? Sisters? It's hard to imagine either being true. ]
because!!!!!!
Ardbert is now the recipient of a most unwelcome selfie.]
SURPRISE!!!!
IT'S A TWO FOR ONE DEAL! ALL SALES ARE FINAL! NO RETURNS, EXCHANGES, OR REFUNDS!
deal with it
I don't understand. [ She looks a great deal like Fukawa, tongue and personality aside. ] Are you some fiend possessing her?
[ Ascians were perfectly capable of taking a body for their own and parading around in it to do as they pleased. Usually there wasn't such a stark physical change, however. ]
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nothing as fancy as all that we're just a humble bundle
a head cracked in two
it's a split personality situation buckaroo!!!!! she went crazy and now i'm here too ðĪŠðĪŠðĪĢðĪĢâïļâïļ
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When did this happen? Here on the train?
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We've been like this since we were a kid ðĪ fresh under the thrall of love's first bloom ðĨ°ðĨ°ðĨ°ðĨ°
I remember it like it was yesterday
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It wasn't for any particular reason! Maybe death by a thousand cuts? A few too many miseries, one last straw to break the camel's back? Or maybe it's all in the blood, a classic malfunction in the brain meat.
Who knows ð what matters is that I'm here! And we were finally able to meet ðððð