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February 27th, 2009
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Well that works out, because I love you, and wouldn't want you to get sick of me.
Since you love me so much, you should force yourself to come to bed soon, because I'm tired and don't feel like cuddling up with Beej because I always wake up with scratches. I swear that cat is a demon.
Maybe I could force myself. And hey. He's your cat. |
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