tempestuously (
tempestuously) wrote2005-12-20 06:41 pm
Serenity
I come home, whimpering about how my father isn't home and how I'll never have food again. And then I find the DVD he rented. So it sounds something like this: "Ohh, I want my Daddy. Where's my Daddy? How could he leave without me? Dadd...SERENITY. I don't need you anymore, Daddy." Yes, I'm disturbed. I go watch now. There goes my plans for buying presents this evening.

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