Bad news is like a brick to the head. If only I could reach out and help I would, but I can't. No magick exists in my fingertips to help the person I wish to help: the person I wish to hear laugh and see smile. Okay, so I have stumbled upon an obstacle that I can't change, help, or dismiss. That is fucked. Where is/are the supposed god(s) when he/she/it is needed? Bah!!!!
BOO~ HISS~SPIT!!!! ~ Maggie ~ 3/12/07 @ 10:48 p.m.
DON'T ASK AND DON'T COMMENT. Thank you.
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