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March 12, 2009 - 7:03

Numb between the eyes, blinking brilliance bits boring through them.
(I used to play Scattegories with myself, using only the B because of the prevalence of double word choices, I can't derail it.)
A man at the counter said that his wife stole his masculine essence, and I didn't try to stop it, but what a bathetic time to cry.

Not meant for this whirl.