this post is just for laini

…who knew me better than most back in the day, Evil and Not-So-Evil E-Words and giant bowls of tequila and insomnia and novelty stripper names stolen from novelty mod rappers and all-night chit chat and all. Laini is the only person to whom I’ve ever written a lovenote in lipstick on my chest, and we had so many silly inside jokes that I’m entirely bewildered now to find that there’s no one left to laugh at them now except me.

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