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the fuckface who holds time itself in his hands ([personal profile] collector) wrote on March 13th, 2011 at 05:03 am
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He interrogated me briefly on my aesthetics, but no. Not since his original lecture.

[And now for the confession that will only be given to the Doctor.] At times, I feel rather like I'm being wardened by a formerly estranged parent. One who would really rather I didn't call the old man out. After I've moved out and called it quits with the whole family.
 
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