Last of the Sperm Donor Lasts are inevitable with anyone, even people not yet introduced. Lasts occur like see-you-later fatalities, as a stolen glance never refreshed until all that remains is memory of a face like a faded photograph, a suggestion; or, in some cases, as nothing at all. The very last. Any particular person belongs to a Last and there is no avoiding it. Lasts are impossible to determine. One could be heartfelt, and just as easily, incredibly dull, even untraceable. And they cannot be anticipated, no, never. Storming out of a room after an argument with some bastard you swear to never see again still does not rule out a pLast of the Sperm Donor
by *messa
by ~JeanFrancois
Sweet!
Exhilarated
It's glorious
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I have a fondness of pie
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♪You're free to leave me, just don't decieve me. And please, believe me when I say: "I love you,"♫
Ewan McGregor- "Moulin Rouge"
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I have a fondness of pie
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When all is said and done, what will be said of you?
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People don't realize that sticks and stones may break your bones,but words shatter the soul.
AM I TO LOSTED TO BE SAVED?!?!
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DL wish
thanks again
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~Stevie
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"Anger rideth with the one that knows no fear
Who's eyes like fire - who's hearts like ice.
Spirits rideth with the ones that knows no fear
They are the Sons of northern darkness."--Immortal
~Stevie
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