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Don’t Take The High Ground And Assume You Already Know What You’ll Do. The Truth Is, When It Comes To Someone You Love, You’ll Find There Isn’t Anything You Won’t Do.

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Well There You Go. Even A Psychopath Recognized Your Worth Enough To Want To Kill Someone Else First." I Didn't Know Whether To Laugh Or Cry.

Then, His Struggles Stopped. His Eyes Stared At Me, Stunned, And His Lips Parted, Almost Into A Smile, Albeit A Grisly And Pained One. "that’s What I Was Supposed To Say..." He Gasped Out. Those Were His Last Words.

John Cusack Is Standing Over There.” I Followed His Incredulous Gaze To Where A Man Very Like Mr. Cusack Did Indeed Stand, Smoking A Cigarette As He Leaned Against A Building. I Sighed. “that’s Not John Cusack. That’s Jerome.” “seriously?” “yup. I Told You He Looked Like John Cusack.” “keyword: Looked. That Guy Doesn’t Look Like Him. That Guy Is Him.