It was your fault saying no.
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Temptation is my name...'
It pulled me into a fifth-rate synth house with useless mark 3's. They can't even dreamcast, you have to fuck rubber and imagine.None were as good as you. I needed to change.
In my dreams now, you always say yes.
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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.