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Raskalnikov
Musings of a teenager.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
still breathing.
He's still breathing— miracles of miracles.
And I can't believe that I'm so lucky to have him escape yet again. Does luck even play into it? I don't know.
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Chocolat Blanc
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Holy hell.
October 13, 2007 10:30 PM
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Holy hell.
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