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onsdag, 26 augusti, 2009
He had just one, single piece left, then the jigsaw would be finished. Three hours later he still stared at it. Terrified.
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måndag, 24 augusti, 2009
He didn’t want to die, and he was determined to fight death. But then he started to think about it. What’d happen if he defeated death?
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måndag, 24 augusti, 2009
He had nothing to say on the subject off football. But love he knew everything about. He wished it’d been the other way. He was a very lonely boy.
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söndag, 23 augusti, 2009
We’re waiting. We’re in a shelter waiting. Waiting for the war to begin. Oh, it’s so tedious!
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lördag, 22 augusti, 2009
He felt like the first day at school. Scared and a bit curious at the same time. He wondered what it’d be like to be dead.
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lördag, 22 augusti, 2009
He was happy once. At least he thought he’d been. Or was that a film he’d seen?
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fredag, 21 augusti, 2009
The battle has been fierce. The naked, odourless bodies off the defeated enemies lies sprawled in the alley. Humans, bah!
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torsdag, 20 augusti, 2009
Due to a time travelling fuck up, I’ve ended up ten seconds into the future, which is pretty annoy… Due to a time travelling fuck up, I’ve ended up ten seconds into the future, which is pretty annoying.
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torsdag, 20 augusti, 2009
Hello, I’m mr. Reaper and I’ve come to pick you up. Oh, dang! Wrong house. Sorry…
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onsdag, 19 augusti, 2009
The demons are after me. I need somewhere to hide. Could I slip into your mind? Please! It’ll only be for a couple off days. Thanks!
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