Sunday, June 3, 2012

10 Days

He drew my blood.

Worthless, pathetic, helpless insect that he is, my Target drew my blood.

I couldn't See him.  Father gave me no warning.

I've never been more thrilled.

10 days to go.

3 comments:

  1. not so easy, huh? I've got a feeling this is going to blow up.....call it a hunch, Whitecrow.

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    1. Not at all, my friend. Things couldn't be going more smoothly. One shouldn't cry over spilled blood, as it were.

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    2. You're ballsy, haha. I'll give you that.

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