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Date Posted: 19:18:35 06/02/02 Sun
Author: Tori

Author Host/IP: pcp01722813pcs.union01.nj.comcast.net / 68.39.237.138
Subject: : if only :

In reply to: Messenger. 's message, "Shrugs." on 21:30:02 05/31/02 Fri

: but i can't sit here wishin` that it would be real. i gotta get out there and do it... but i can't. i gotta go out there and feel it... but i can't. i might as well surrender... :

: femme fatalla takes a long drag from her cigrette, watching the two females and the one male converse briefly. smirking, she throws the dud to the ground, stamping it out with her heavy combat boots. that was just part of her rather `tough` outfit -- comoflage pants and a simple white tank top. slender appendages cross beneath ample bust, watching intently. so aravis was in love. damn, why was she the lucky one? why couldn't anyone find her and love her? because she was a f*ckin' screw up, that's why, she reminded herself, kicking a pebble into a trash can, causing a loud noise. scowling in frusteration, she leans against the crumbling, blood-stained brick wall and emitts a sigh. she was a damn screw up. hands quake slightly as they forms fists, but femme remains motionless, dangerous thoughts running through her mind. a screw up. that's what she was :



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