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September 27, 2013

“I have to go,” he said. “I have to go do crimes.”

He strolled out the door, where he met his cool best friend. They nodded at each other. It was totally cool. Then when they walked together toward wherever it was they worked, the sun totally backlit them, so it looked crazy epic. He had on like sixteen skinny ties... A Day In the Life of a TV Antihero

Posted by gerardvanderleun at September 27, 2013 10:28 AM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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Belladonna, 3D mindfuck.

Posted by: chasmatic at September 27, 2013 7:04 PM

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