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thewolfinsideHe walks around the edge of the lake until he's out of sight of the cabin. Drops down beside a tree, pulling his legs up and burying his head in his knees. He's shaking, wanting so badly to scream and rage and cry, but can't. He rocks back and forth, whimpering.
Not fair. It's not fair. Supposed to be my turn, my time. Fuck, it hurts, want it to go away, want it to stop.
Not fair. It's not fair. Supposed to be my turn, my time. Fuck, it hurts, want it to go away, want it to stop.
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Date: 8 Jul 2005 09:05 (UTC)"I know."
Curls up against Gabriel again, holding his hand straight.
"So, when do we leave?"