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[fucktoiletseats.livejournal.com]

If somebody else starts calling me Georgia then I'm going to have to start punching people. Not even Mason's allowed to call me that. Daisy did but that's because she's fucking... I don't know. She's Daisy. It's like arguing with ten brick walls, I swear, words just float right through her ears. She'd better not show up, having to deal with her in one afterlife was more than enough.

I miss Mason, though. I was going to try to make him kick his habits, but I don't think he'd do shit without Daisy. Not a trade-off I'm necessarily willing to make.

Whatever, I have a bike and an illegally acquired waffle maker. All I need is some good fucking literature for my life to be complete.

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[postits]

I'm well aware of how that works, peanut.

Angry, seemingly crazed pirate with a schoolboy minion. I'm not worrying about it. Neither should you.

[fucktoiletseats.livejournal.com]

Right, immortality, whatever.


I have another question.

[postits]

I'm not afraid of him.

Shoot.

[fucktoiletseats.livejournal.com]

"Shoot". Witty.

Do you call all the "kids" around here peanut, or am I just special?

[postits]

I know. Ha, ha.

You're a special snowflake, Georgia.

[fucktoiletseats.livejournal.com]

I can't tell if that's you being witty again or not.

[postits]

Why do you ask?

[fucktoiletseats.livejournal.com]

Just curious again.

[postits]

Odd question.

[fucktoiletseats.livejournal.com]

It wasn't, unless you think it is.


Is it?

[postits]

It could be.

[fucktoiletseats.livejournal.com]

I didn't mean for it to be, if that's what you're getting at, but you're starting to look suspicious.

[postits]

It's nothing, Georgia.

[fucktoiletseats.livejournal.com]

Of course it is.