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Crybaby Boy

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Reads 691
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Parts 12
Time 1h 44m

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I believe in coincideces, but not in mass.  Once coincidence, yes.  Two, that's already a sure sign of bad things to come, and I'd know that bad things don't come in threes.  They come by the bucket, by the truckload.

I guess today is just another one of those days.  If you think you're having a bad day, well, I'm not going to argue with you.  I'm having a pretty shitty one, too.  As if it isn't enough to be woken up early and half burned alive in the shower.  Or having your head stuffed in a potato sack and then being carried around like one!

Being kidnapped wasn't on my agenda.  Oh, and it gets worse.  Now I'm being called a hitman, which I'm pretty sure I'm not!

Looks like another average day in the life of Kaite Kellner....All Rights Reserved

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