I give folk what they want, nothing more. And that just happens to be poorly thought out Fanfics with bad updating schedules
But you guys can also Find Me here on FA as well. I'll admit I'm more active there than I am here
Anyway! They took me to the county lockup. Hate to admit it; but it's not the first time I'd been there. After what felt like four hours they finally threw me in a holding cell with the shitty gym mat and blanket they give you to sleep on.
And so I slept.
And didn't wake up once.
As the title says, I'm considering bringing this story back to mortal coil of actually trying to write again
I'm not dead. I've been hit by a car as I was crossing the street recently but I'm not dead. I'm just dinged
Our dog Remington just died about a hour ago and we finished burying him. Im sad 
First I white phosphorus'd civilians then I basically doomed 5000 people to death by dehydration and I've been killing God knows how many American soldiers
Yet I can't put the damn game down
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Oh, so you feel like me now then? (Aside from using white phosphorous on civilians and killing people pretty much indiscriminately.)
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I feel like I ought to turn myself in