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tonight i declare war on the uppercases
slugs are born 
9th-Jul-2015 06:34 pm
out of the ears one of the stories came with a little slink to its back, hunched upon its muscles like the catlike thing it tried to pad like through the garbage and into a darker alley than the one made between skulls. perhaps it would have made it as well if the stealth had been for just another bit longer but my partner had enough stories crammed in behind her teeth that it was only a few seconds of succor in the last wishing moments and she stomped quickly.
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