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JF KENN: knows when it’s his time to goes.
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i think after 16 years? camelot just might truly be at it’s close.
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he has been my best friend and i do not want to have to do wot i think i have to do. but my first ever ever cat gregory: he found us when i was 5? we let him live on too long:and my father did wot was necessary 7 years too late when i was 19 on good friday: as my mother and i begged begged begged please he will live.
no he just moaned and dragged around. and hid.
i casnt let this happen to kenny.
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i knew like about 2 weeks ago something was wrong: and last year he almost died.
and we spent some cizzash. and yearsa go i had so called friends who would give him pop-corn while i was away and play games with him. which is why his head is so flat.
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i am not going there or i will bash my own head in.
i had to re-tell all my secrets to kenn: because gregory died with the first ones.
and tehn of course: new secrets would happen: and then kenn finally without words of course basically came out and sed
R, I AM A DAM CAT FOR GOD’S SAKE YOU NEED TO TELL YER SECRETS TO PEOPLE THINGS. WHAT I WANT IS FOOD AND TO BE PETTED. THAT’s HOW THE PURRING HAPPENS: GET IT??? GOOD.
NOW LET ME LIE ON YER HEDD. mow.
love me some pussy! :)
Because of an experiment gone wrong, a million things at once.
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I write on bodies with my hands, no, wait i mean paper with a pencil. They are called stories. But they are sometimes real, just like the bodies. Because that's how i put food on the table, food on the table, food on the table for my wife, the restartist.
