Oh, fuck, Aiden. Please stop the pity party right now. I don't bloody hate you, you emo bastard. I'm happy for both of you. Yes, if it had been possible, I would have liked to have been there, but it's in the past.
I need an emo right now. My husband is a lump at the bottom of our bed. I can't even see a toe. I can't find his clone and I think it might be my fault one of the grooms went home with a pierced nipple.
I got a face full of naked lady arse and when I looked back, Lachlan was gone. I promised Tara I would try and prevent her husband getting Riley or Luke into trouble. Next thing I know, Riley's as high as a kite after a joint, dressed as Braveheart, has swear words written on his arse and a pierced nipple.
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Date: 2009-04-27 12:03 pm (UTC)Do you hate me for what we did? Were you just humouring me when I told you? I can take the truth.
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