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Date Posted: 11:54:30 06/14/02 Fri
Author: Tyler Durden
Author Host/IP: spider-tk072.proxy.aol.com / 152.163.206.207
Subject: >FightClub
In reply to: Adina 's message, " [reality]" on 08:41:37 06/14/02 Fri
i am not prince charming. i never will be. i am the epitome of shit. i am the one that you step on to climb higher. i am the shadows and the wind. but. only when you stop caring. you will see this.
FightClub

:+:dark optics shifted in the shadows that surrounded closely like a blanket. Senses tingled from the sounds and senses of others passing by. They were all the same but some were stuck so far up their ass it was hopeless. In moments of 'people-scanning' oculi fall to the female on the curb who returned his gaze. He smirked slightly, not bothering to break eye contact. What did it matter? She would think he was the scum of the earth by simple first inpression, but everything he had ever had he had earned and no one, not even some rich bastard like the C.E.O.s of corporations could take that away. Yes he was a fighter and was proud of that. He never talked shit unless he planned on backing it up. He never took shit because the little scared pussy of a man was expected to back his ass up as well. Tyler's shadowed eyes continued to look back. The smirk remained fixed as he moved now down the strip of sidewalk. Contact was broken as he turned his head to leave her with the icy gaze. Boar turned down the alley way:+:




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