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Oz Delaney
28 February 2008 @ 01:21 pm
Wonder where she always pops off to.

Have to ask her next time I see her. If she's 'round long enough for me to, anyway.

Still don't like that she sleeps in the ruddy park.



Fuckin' gobshite.

Sis and Bridget are gonna be pissed that I fought him - If you could call it a fight. - again. Don't care. Hate him too damn much to not fight him when I see him.

He's lucky I let him off easy.



One of these days, I'm gonna take somethin' of hers, and see how she likes runnin' 'round for it.

Knowin' her, she'd have fun.

The minx.



Damn it. One of these days, she might not pop off.

Forgot to ask her where she goes.

 
 
 
 
Oz Delaney
18 February 2008 @ 08:38 am
Don't see how she's all that crazy, really. Considerin' the crazies I've met, she ain't nothin' compared ta 'em.

A spirit of chaos and death... Can't really deny either. Maybe be more of tha first than tha last, but considerin' certain parts of my history...

Wonder where Poppet ended up popping off to. Gotta ask her where she goes next time I see her.


Hrm. Not sure if I like him or not. Can maybe tolerate him, at least. But like him...

If anything, compared to the last few people the beatnik's seen, he ain't all that bad.

Still ain't gonna stop me from hurtin' him if he hurts her, though.

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