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Date Posted: 19:00:06 05/02/02 Thu
Author: sean terris
Subject: maybe i'll make an exception and come running back..
In reply to: Julian Emberson 's message, "Re: and it's my fault that i'm not the type to stay..." on 21:06:43 05/01/02 Wed

A melancholy sigh discharges from the male, as he perceives the additional depart; feeling a bit deserted and nearly�wounded? No�not harmed, absolutely not hurt. Someone couldn�t injure him just like that, he scarcely even recognize Julian Emerbson! Just one more name among an ocean of faces that seized no uniqueness, yet it is a established falsehood in his intelligence and only a division of the boy distinguishes the reality. Sighing in conquer he treks on, his shoulders a bit unperturbed in a drooping style and his eyes, at the second, devoid of sentiment. The only approach that he experiences are of the confidential category and of acidic authenticity, and he enjoys no craving to disclose these expressions to the community. He stops at the kennels and liberates his canine to authorize him to scurry within the limits of the kennel. Departing the region overflowing with superfluous clamor, but instead of routing toward the castle, he takes to traveling the grounds, discovering no genuine motive to revisit the emotionally stressing existence that he previously welcomed. I have enough problems of my own without being judged every moment I walk alive�but it makes me what I am. With a vinegary smirk he finds himself now equipped to pierce the castle. Being alone isn�t good for you, Seanieboy. Just listen to where these thoughts are getting you. Detaching the acrimony he situates his optimistic character upon his fa�ade and glides into the heat of the castle, only now comprehending how harshly frosty he was on the exterior.

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