[Written on paper and then promptly used for the fire]
I feel like I'll never be warm again. Everything just really sucks. I'm starting to really hate white right now. Well, maybe not all white. Sucks that that's not here. Maybe I'd be warmer.
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So ... where the fuck am I?
Current Mood:cold
Current Location:Probably near the forest, but there's too much snow
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Date: 2010-02-18 04:40 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-02-18 04:41 am (UTC)From:[He's been kind of avoiding her.]
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Date: 2010-02-18 04:43 am (UTC)From:[The cat?]
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Date: 2010-02-18 04:44 am (UTC)From:[That's part of the reason.]
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Date: 2010-02-18 04:46 am (UTC)From:[She's going to pry now.]
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Date: 2010-02-18 04:47 am (UTC)From:[It's not exactly a fight.]
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Date: 2010-02-18 07:00 am (UTC)From:I'll find her in a few.
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