wat's happening... why must it be so?
his hind two legs dismembered by our national pride and joy, the Straits Times.
I can't seem to get through.. I hear silence... jarring silence...
he fell to the floor after some random blows. he crawled. he did, he crawled.
My guard has revived itself .. but why? Is it 'cos yours is? It needn't be this way... why?
it was pathetic and futile. there was really nothing more he could do. i ended his misery. did i play God? Is that playing God?
Please, dear.. respond...
posted by Da Buffalo! @ 10:05 PM
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