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Today the illusion sang to me of false synchronicity and platitudinal offerings of bile. Gently, lovingly, it tried to caress my ears with its discordant wailings of candy-coated emptiness. It extended its decrepit, thickly veined claw in my direction in what was supposed to be an inviting caress, but instead it merely tore my flesh, unwitting, with its clumsy, poisoned embrace. In fear, I tried to be what it wanted of me, but instead I succeeded only in exacerbating its attempts at demanding of me acquiescence.

So I turned my back on it. I will escape you, this I swear.

Interesting

From: "Ashley Dawn"

To: advancedbeing@livejournal.com

Date: Sat, 09 Feb 2002 20:00:26 -0600

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Could you send me a code to be on Live Journal, this is the only way without paying
and I am a cheap-o
-Ashley

*AdE*


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Date: Sat, 9 Feb 2002 18:08:01 -0800 (PST)

From: advancedbeing@livejournal.com

To: "Ashley Dawn"

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Might I first know who you are and why you ask this of me?


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From: "Ashley Dawn"

To: advancedbeing@livejournal.com

Date: Sat, 09 Feb 2002 20:09:55 -0600

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my name is Ashley Dawn and to have a live journal you have to pay or have someone
give you a code(that you get when you make yours) and I thought maybe you would
help me

*AdE*


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Is this a common practice? It should be noted that I have no idea who this person is.