Fulcrum
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He's no good to me dead.
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bibz Apr 28 @ 6:53am 
Hello, I noticed you have a profile picture of a very beautiful (but also intelligent looking!) female, and 1 am under the presumption that this goddess is you? It is quite astonishing to see a female here. So if you require and guidance, please, throw me a mention. I will assist you at any hour, day or night. And, before you are mistaken, I do not seek your hand in a romantic way; although, I am not opposed in the event you are interested in me, as many women often are. I am a man of standard, and I do not bow to just any female that comes my way, unlike my peers... So rest assured that I will not be in the way of your gaming and socializing experience. Consider me ur jett?.. a companion, a partner, and perhaps we can enjoy some video games together some time. Platonically of course, unless you (like many others) change your mind on that. I look forward to our future together (as friends of course.)
Kokoro Apr 11 @ 12:30pm 
Tilly is the best cat
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bibz Mar 7 @ 6:34am 
ooga booga
valakian Jan 1 @ 11:29am 
i wish arthur morgan was real
bibz Aug 7, 2023 @ 10:43am 
Why is six afraid of seven?

Six hasn't been the same since he left Vietnam. He can seldom close his eyes without opening them again at fear of Charlies lurking in the jungle trees. Not that you could ever see the bastards, mind you. They were swift, and they knew their way around the jungle like nothing else. He remembers the looks on the boys' faces as he walked into that village and... oh, Jesus. The memories seldom left him, either. Sometimes he'd reminisce - even hear - Tex's southern drawl. He remembers the smell of Brooklyn's cigarettes like nothing else. He always kept a pack of Lucky's with him. The boys are gone, now. He knows that; it's just that he forgets, sometimes. And, every now and then, the way that seven looks at him with avid concern in his eyes... it makes him think. Sets him on edge. Makes him feel like he's back there... in the jungle.