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[blackparts.livejournal.com]

[ it's always great to wake up and find yourself randomly on the couch. randomly without clothes. and randomly a male again. it was the oddest feeling in the world, really, and once the disappointment of his once bountiful chest being gone passes him by...

he runs outside, throws his arms up in triumph, and has no real qualms with screaming loud enough to wake the dead. all while still very naked. ]

MY DICK IS BACK! PRAISE JESUS!

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[blackparts.livejournal.com]

I don't want to be alone...

[fononfailure]

You don't have to be. There's other people who will be here for you...

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Yeah, right.

[fononfailure]

...

I'm here if you need me.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

...Hmm.

[fononfailure]

..it's true.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Thanks, I guess.

[fononfailure]

I'm sorry I can't do more for you.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

That's my luck.

[fononfailure]

You wouldn't want my help anyways, it always ends up backfiring.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Eh. Like I'm not used to it.

[fononfailure]

Maybe if you were a bit more positive, it would be easier for you.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Maybe if there were more for me to be positive about, I would be.

[fononfailure]

You're alive. That in itself is something to be happy about.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

I wish I could believe that.

[fononfailure]

You have to learn to make yourself happy before you can make someone happy.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Bullshit.

[fononfailure]

Well, obviously what you're doing now isn't working, so why not try changing something?

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Luke and me... Our personalities just... They don't work.

[fononfailure]

People change. It's possible for people to grow to fit each other.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

If only...

[fononfailure]

IT's true. When I first met Asch, he tried to kill me.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

We won't even go into Luke and me... [ sighs, and looks down when he happens to feel something brushing against his leg. well, wouldn't you know, it's satan kitten. ] ...

[fononfailure]

...? Who's that? *holds a hand out to the cat.*

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

His name is Sandwich. He was my engagement present to Luke. [ and sandwich just ignores her as he rubs himself all over the fabric covering guy's legs. ]