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Those are really very swish! And cheap I might add.
It's my birthday today (yaaay) so I'm debating buying my first ever pair of new rock boots (or something equally shiny and interesting) to celebrate my nineteenth year of having cheated death.
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And then a chubby puppy with teensy legs rolls past which makes me giggle like a little school girl and forget what I was thinking about...
Breathing heard just below the floorboards.
The sense of something terrible rousing itself from
from its torpor.
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