However the 'yes' segment ceases to matter in the presence of the 'no' segment.
The no is a big no that makes the yes pale into insignificance- in that I have just discovered my lovely friend Pidge is in Mumbai. You know, where all the machine-gun-toting-freaks have been killing hundreds of people. Oh, CRAAAAP. I mean, no, she hasn't been killed, she's not on the list of the missing... but STILL. GAH.
*panicpanicnervousnervouspanic* D: D: D: D:
Devious Comments
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With love from beans
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With love from beans
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"Your d12 cries itself to sleep." -OOTS
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Poetry and Hums aren't things which you get, they're things which get you. And all you can do is to go where they can find you. ~Winnie-the-Pooh
"The work of the artist is to lift up peoples hearts and help them endure" - William Faulkner
In the end we heard he was at the other end of the city when it happened. My mom was weeping when she finally got him on the phone. He came back without the slightest problem.
I'm sure it will work out with your friend.
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Guilty of the crime of living
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With love from beans
I hope all is well with you Suz
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Only dead fish go with the flow.
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This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath- Regina Spektor On The Radio
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