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oh my goodness i'm sorry. it's ok, it's gonna be alright. *pat pat squeeze*

i just found bandwidth i can sneak onto to use the internet undetected from my office, at last. i understand.


so, the prodigal son… errr girl returns…
had enough of the lavish, non-cyber lifestyle did you?
well welcome back to the fold little one.
you’ve been missed.

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  • Interpol, Not Even Jail:

    I'll lay down my glasses
    I'll lay down in houses
    If things come alive

    I'll subtract pain by ounces
    I will start painting houses
    If things come alive

    I promise to commit no acts of violence
    Either physical or otherwise
    If things come alive

    I'll say it now
    Oh I'll say it now
    Cause I want it now