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[highwarlockmb]

(Look at this contact list. I haven't seen a line this long since Purgatory opened up. The night club - not that gray area in hell. I think I'll spam everyone and see if anyone interesting pops up. Or maybe I'll find the fretting owner of this phone. Starting to lean toward a girl, not a boy - it's so pretty. And I've added some flare to the cover to match my nailpolish.)

 

As the modern slang goes: what up? Don't suppose anyone knows how far we are from Brooklyn? I tried to conjure a map, and didn't recognize any of the landmarks. It can't be upstate.

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[codenamehero.livejournal.com]

God. England was right. We ARE jackasses... Oh and? Thanks but they're all mine to begin with, pal.

:P

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[highwarlockmb.livejournal.com]

Aren't you greedy?

Is England a drag-queen?

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[codenamehero.livejournal.com]

I'm allowed to be.

Haha! He'd get a kick of that. But nah, he does some freaky black magic though. It's creepy.

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[highwarlockmb.livejournal.com]

Freaky black magic? I'd like to meet this "England."

I was envisioning sparkling British flag-dress, red heels, and a blond Dolly wig. But that's just me.

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[codenamehero.livejournal.com]

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[highwarlockmb.livejournal.com]

It's true;) But you were amused, so what does that say about you, America?