And when it hits, it's like a bomb has just punched square through your chest and then you're gone. Lost in an oblivion of pain and aching and anger and hate.
I hate you.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
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Random musings of the lost skunk known as Felix. This is my vent page. (With a review or two thrown in here and there.) Like it or not, I don't care. Read at your own risk.
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