it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken
matociquala

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His bridle was silver, his mane it was gold--

Words: 1601 on short story that mugged me, 192 on Stratford Man
Reason for stopping: Moodiness

Feh. Postpartum depression. Postconvention depression. Dauntedness over Bridge revisions.

I think I need another mint Oreo. Or twenty.
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