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How do I say this without getting into trouble?Tuesday, September 22, 2009 02:43 PM
I've been struggling with this post for a while now, ever since I first saw the mug shot of Lindsay's "robber/dealer." I'm just going to come out with it: He's adorable. But then MOST club dealers are adorable. That's why I was a such a mess. I ALWAYS fell in love with my dealers. Always, always, always. I let them come over, I bought more and more drugs from them just to keep them around. Oh, I can easily see myself going into debt for this guy. And it's always the sweetest, most baby-faced dealers who have the blackest hearts. They know how to work it. They know how to smile their little smiles, and make those sad, little goo-goo eyes at you, and then sell you the moon and the stars. And if you can't afford to pay up, they will shank you in the groin and leave you for dead on the dance floor. Or break into your house in the middle of the night and take what they want. Oh yes, I know these types. This boy is the Evil Angel of Doom, and my God, I want him bad.
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