Were Gone

by Dragon Slayer   Feb 2, 2008


Harlea, read this carefully:
Call me, or "them".
I want you to get out there.
Please leave.
Were gone. Harlea, were leaving this Shit.
We gotta go. Grab your cane and get out of there and go to that place where noone can find you

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