076 // with memories returned
May. 17th, 2010 07:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thatlibbychickAt least I remember who it is in the photograph now, and I can say with complete satisfaction: I dated that. And I do indeed love him.
Ruby, how are you?
Ruby, how are you?
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Date: 2010-05-18 12:12 am (UTC)I stayed alive for about two months. Had I not been murdered, I like to imagine we'd still be together.
sorry, libby. he has NO TACT.
Date: 2010-05-18 12:15 am (UTC)Either that or, yeah, you were probably both pretty fucking great together and you're right on the last point.
she's laughing CUZ IT'S TRUE
Date: 2010-05-18 12:19 am (UTC)What about you and your wife?
paddy's not joking. he's trying to pass it off as one, but he's NOT.
Date: 2010-05-18 12:20 am (UTC)...We were fucking brilliant until she took a hit out on me.
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Date: 2010-05-18 12:32 am (UTC)paddy's kinda casual about it. because his solution? Take one out back. *headdesk*
Date: 2010-05-18 12:35 am (UTC)This is pretty much what happens when you share a fucking drug dealing business with your wife. Doesn't always fucking work like it should.
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Date: 2010-05-18 12:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-18 12:45 am (UTC)But nah, that's not how I died. We... sorted that one out.
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Date: 2010-05-18 12:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-18 12:52 am (UTC)Besides, we were fucking drug lords. We don't do therapy.
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Date: 2010-05-18 12:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-18 12:58 am (UTC)