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[pushingupdaisy.livejournal.com]

Ugh! If this is someone's funny idea of an afterlife I should have just stuck with my crosses. They were much prettier than this godforsaken place, anyway.

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[pushingupdaisy.livejournal.com]

Fuck off~

[postits]

As far as we know.

[pushingupdaisy.livejournal.com]

I don't quite understand. Surely people still die here.

[postits]

Surely. I've not been privy to it yet. No post-its, either. It's different.

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

yeah you said that to me too and yet you still come round and talk at me

[postits]

What does that have to do with reaping, Mason. Also, we have to stay prepared. Which means you have to stay relatively un-fucked for at least two hours of the day.

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

does sleeping count

[postits]

No.

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

see its a little hard for me to stay unfucked with all the lovely ladies throwing themselves at me but i wouldnt expect you to understand that

[postits]

Those are called hallucinations, Mason.

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

fuck off i cant find anything good enough to induce hallucininations

[postits]

I could help with that.

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

what

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

really

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

ace

[postits]

We'll see.

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

two hours a day then?

[postits]

Preferably more.

[viciouslyfucked.livejournal.com]

right.