trying hard -- and everything else that I am but would never admit. Everything here is random and straight, no chaser. There's only one rule: No thinking twice.
My existence skinned, x-rayed and CT scanned.
25.5.11
I Think I'm Gonna Barf
HuBu-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named just called. He wants me to go there. In his house. Just what the fuck am I really?
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