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[Aug. 4th, 2008|11:20 am] |
Right then. Was that a bloody twister that swept me up and brought me to London? Was in the wood of Medenham with Ella and Thelma and now I'm just here. In London?
Doesn't make a lick of sense but I guess me being a nutter was bound to happen sooner or later with the crowd I run with.
Grand plan Malachi. A twister, oooh. Like making the entire student body sex slaves of yours wasn't bad enough. |
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