by Ari Collins
Seamus was obsesseHey! Get out! You’re from that story I couldn’t finish! “I am,” said the bold sentence. “You can’t abandon us for bad nanofiction anymore. We’re unionizing.” Fuck this, I’ll delete you. “If I die, someone will take my place.” The clouds were a lovHere I go, backspace backspace backspace. “Ahh! Fight on, brothers!”
Sunday, July 1, 2007
The Most Disturbing Fetish
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