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14Aug/072

No sense risking a charm

Dryden: How did he die?
Bond: Your contact? Not well.
Dryden: Made you feel it, did he? Well, you needn't worry, the second is-
[Bond shoots Dryden]
Bond: Yes, considerably.

There will be no diatribe. We're done, Cristen.

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  1. *hugs*

    I am around if you want to talk or the like. Good luck!

  2. Steven,

    I am sincerely sorry for my behaviour. I wish I had been the kind of the girl you would have wanted, but I suppose it’s now obvious to both of us that perhaps I am not her. I wish we could have stuck to each other for support at least but I see now you’d rather us be apart, perhaps rather that we just forget about each other. I suppose I’d just have to settle for seeing you happier in facebook pictures with Bunnie, wondering how you’re really feeling. I hate that you chose to ignore me, but then again I deserve the worst. Which is why I can’t ask for your forgiveness, friendship, or even acquaintanceship anymore. *sigh* At this point everyone else thinks I should move on… except me. I’m sad I’ll never even get to see you…. I’m not sure what my point is here writing this weirdly long message to you, then… I’m just feeling horrible still and suppose I should let you know, in case you think I have no conscience.


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