So he tells me who he is... I called bullshit, but... he knew me. Little things about me. Like where I was born, about my mother... I had to believe it, even if I didn't want to.
Then... he.... *silence, fingering the glass* He did... it to me. *voice going very quiet*
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Date: 2009-07-23 05:22 pm (UTC)Then... he.... *silence, fingering the glass* He did... it to me. *voice going very quiet*