Sometimes we all have to go against our beliefs, even if that belief is to never admit Blake is right.
Suddenly, an explosion of feathers and a loud pop as Vachel’s head explodes from the thought.
@ Golux: He’s a vulture, there are no feathers on his head or neck.
You can’t just make yourself forget about someone (unless certain drugs are involved…).
I do admit it’s a bit of a strain on the ol’ esophagus to admit that Blake is right. All one’s internal organs do this crazy dance at the mere thought.
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