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OKay. I have to pimp this, because I beta'ed it, and !!!!

haeddu, by Amatia. There's only so much killing a man can stand.

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What's that you ask? Where my boy ois right now? Oh, he's in the Slytherin common room. On his knees. Giving his not-quite-boyfriend a blowjob.

*rubs temples*

Harry, just, please, for the love of glitter, please don't tell Dray what Justin wants you to tell him. Please. Not today.

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Stolen from Katie, because it looked like fun.

( My fannish history. )

Okay, god. That was a lot longer than I expected. And I glossed over a lot of the details, too

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Dear Marcus

Look. I know what I want to say with the you/Ginny. The whole imagery is clear in my head. I know exactly where I'm going with this.

Unfortunately, I can't just take it from my brain and put it in other people's brains. I have to go through this thing called "language".

So stup muttering about in the back of my head and either speak up or leave me the fuck alone, you git!

Not that much love,
Melle

Pimp

Space Oddity.

I have no words. I think I stopped breathing several times.

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Dear brain

Shut up.

Crankily,
Melle

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Would anyone be willing to come on AIM or something and listen to me blather a bunny at them?