She came from the south. He came from the sticks. Somehow, they made all this from pixels and love.
Friday, June 27, 2008
I'm a werewolf. But I say it woof. And it's the only explanation, the pentagram on my palm, why I am still here typing to you. But man I wish someone had some wolfsbane or a silver bullet. Because I don't know how to stop howling at the moon.
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