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TRaVeRS | oRPHeuS ([info]faithlesslyre) wrote,
@ 2008-05-25 14:59:00


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I hate her. I hate the ground she walks on, I hate the way she smells actually I like the way she smells I fucking hate her. Why the hell did I ever agree to this? This is fucking hell, fucking hell. Nothing gets done, I can't even do my work because I'm either thinking about why I didn't win our last fight, pleased I've gotten the upper-hand or plotting how to keep it. She's making me fucking insane. I can't take living like this. This has got to end. It's going to be me or her, and I'm NOT letting her ruin my life anymore.


Help.

I'm thinking of getting the library re-furnished. Narcissa, you know the lighting in there. How would you suggest I assist my wife in doing so?

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[info]docstheword
2008-05-28 03:13 pm UTC (link)
Well that's--- sad.

[Orpheus] You're shitting me.

Juliana Wilkes? Driving you up the wall? Wow. That's... definitely didn't think she had that in her.

What do you mean by help? [/Orpheus]

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