Devious Journal EntryI'll leave my DD up just for the sake of fame. I'm vain like that. There's not much for me here anymore.
It's been a fun five years. Thanks, kids.
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“What are you doing?” “Oh, don’t worry. And be quiet.” “What the hell are you doing?” “Look, it won’t take more than a minute.” “Somehow I doubt that.” “Oh, shut up. I don’t need your help.” “You may not need my help, but you clearly need professional help.” “What? Professionals do this kind of thing?” “…Are you always this stupid? I’m just wondering for future reference.” [Silence] “…Hey?” [Silence] “Oh, don’t be that way.” [Silence] “…Oh God.”
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There was a time when I was eight years old. It wasn’t a terribly ev
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