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angels_facadeOh fuck me.
Guess who's having fucking twins.
Guess who's REALLY NOT AMUSED and wants to kill things.
Yeah, it's me. Goddamn it all.
Guess who's having fucking twins.
Guess who's REALLY NOT AMUSED and wants to kill things.
Yeah, it's me. Goddamn it all.
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Date: 2006-11-02 02:17 am (UTC)And no, he doesn't know. He was supposed to go with me but his mum is sick with pnemonia. Brilliant.
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Date: 2006-11-02 02:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-02 02:20 am (UTC)So no. I don't want him to know. I want to pretend it's not real.
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Date: 2006-11-02 02:21 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-11-02 02:24 am (UTC)Do you want any company?
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Date: 2006-11-02 02:26 am (UTC)Cupcakes aren't going to solve this, are they? Not even with chocolate and strawberry sprinkles, huh?
If it counts for anything- and I don't really know if it does- I'll always be with you, Sweet Kat. For anything you ever want me for, I am yours. Always.
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Date: 2006-11-02 02:32 am (UTC)I'm coming up to bring you cupcakes. You can eat them or we can throw them off the balcony at people. Your call!
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Date: 2006-11-02 02:34 am (UTC)You're brilliant.
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Date: 2006-11-02 02:38 am (UTC)I'm stalling while I try to think of something to say, but the best I can do is to offer to be there in whatever way I can. Anything I can do to help, I shall do with love.
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Date: 2006-11-02 02:40 am (UTC)There's nothing to be done about it except dealing. I'll have to do so. But your love is very highly regarded and very much appreciated. Thank you, Renee.
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Date: 2006-11-02 02:45 am (UTC)You're wonderful. And I know that when the babies are born I'll love them and I'll coo and everyone will say 'I told you so' and that'll be fair enough. I'm just....
AAUUUUGGHHHHHHHHHHHH
at the moment.
But cupcakes actually do help! Go figure...
Ethan's going to faint.
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Date: 2006-11-02 02:52 am (UTC)Well, Ethan could probably do with a snooze anyway...
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Date: 2006-11-02 02:55 am (UTC)That's...true. His mum's sick and he's staying there so he doesn't make poor Kali ill because she just started her meds. And he doesn't want to make ME ill because I can't TAKE meds.
Bbbbaaahhhhhhhh.
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Date: 2006-11-02 03:25 am (UTC)I'm so dying the babies' hair blue to to spite them. Dammit.
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Date: 2006-11-02 02:35 am (UTC)Good luck, babe.
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Date: 2006-11-02 02:36 am (UTC)Thank you, Del.