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May 27th, 2009
![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) illuins_lair | 08:50 pm - Dear. God.
*dies*
I knew it was going to kill me. And it did. I am dead. *floating somewhere between the floor and the ceiling*. You create magic. Absolute magic. Your words. Guh. *tries to speak * Yeah. I´ve lost mine. (checks again.. nope still dead)
Favourite lines (and I am still giggling like an idiot):
“..if he did crush my balls with his patella, at least I might stop obsessing about him.”
“..as if, shit, the way my cock is digging into his thigh isn't already an answer.”
“..because I lost Paper Scissors Rock with Billy for the bed.”
I will have to re-read this in the morning to confirm that it wasn´t a dream. *hugs fic* *hugs favourite lines* *hugs author (although she killed me)*
Thankyou.
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