This is not my dream...
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Epil-stop, the hunger again building, and a rage... slow burning, banked fire... but it's there.Yeah. Meds. *sighs softly* Gods, I want to write a huge entry about this, a rant and an explanation and an outpouring, someplace to PUT what I'm feeling, but I agreed to being back offline in a moment. I'm going to spray Becca's legs. I'm going to let it all be alright. I'm going to be ok. I'm going to, semi-willingly, let this build... and then devour, take it all out in that way, let the quenching of thirsts and feeding of hungers make it all ok. *sighs again, shaking her head* No, just at the moment I'm not likely to understand myself or anyone else.
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