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Everything is under control. Jan 9th, 2011 at 6:17 PM. Denial. Denial associates with Lisa Cuddy, lies and I don't love yous shouted at each other more times than you can remember. Depression. And she'll be right because you don't have anything left, anything left to fight for. Wilson's moving on, she's moving on and there's nothing you can do to prevent that. So you go down the tiny tunnel one last time, bits and pieces of dirty concrete scraping your knees and elbows in the process. You know the wa...
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Everything is under control. Jan 9th, 2011 at 6:19 PM. Don't leave me Lisa, I'm begging you. I swear I'll make you a superstar. I'll give you everything you deserve, happiness and stability and power and diamond rings. I'll be there for you, I'll offer you all the things he doesn't have, and I understand you may still need that. I'll forget about everything, all your mistakes and your faults, your silent confessions and his admission on my couch. Will you dare presenting him to your Mom? I really thought...
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Everything is under control. Jan 9th, 2011 at 6:16 PM. You sure you wanna do this? He steps out of his rumpled jeans and his shirt soon follows them on the floor, proving you how wrong you were about everything. He's always right, even in bed, and you like it. Nah, just checking. You know I was serious about sending the tape to the whole hospital, right? You know, you utter and see him roll his eyes at the camera behind you, It won't look so good for you if I'm on top. The next time you raise your eyes, ...
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Everything is under control. Oct 14th, 2020 at 2:50 PM. Sep 17th, 2010 at 12:59 PM. What do you want to know about me? That I like the color green? That I hate dictionaries? That I avoid doctors like the plague but that I’m secretly in love with Gregory House? I like soccer. I hate chess. I like airports. I hate camping. I like the Internet. I hate Ebay. And how far can you go with this? I’m seventeen and I don’t care about anything. Let God bless you because. L'Heure Avait Sonné by Joyce Jonathan.
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Everything is under control. Feb 2nd, 2011 at 6:44 PM. A/N: So this is this week's chapter, I hope you like it. I would also love to thank my wonderful new beta, Pandorama, (dr-anitacoffee) who kindly offered her help on this piece. However, I self-edit a lot so any mistakes you see here are mine and I apologize for those. You order a Virgin Mary and he, on the other hand, asks for something you really want to drink. The one struggling with his crutches? You, I really. Eventually, your orders arrive: a s...
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Everything is under control.
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Everything is under control. Feb 2nd, 2011 at 6:44 PM. A/N: So this is this week's chapter, I hope you like it. I would also love to thank my wonderful new beta, Pandorama, (dr-anitacoffee) who kindly offered her help on this piece. However, I self-edit a lot so any mistakes you see here are mine and I apologize for those. You order a Virgin Mary and he, on the other hand, asks for something you really want to drink. The one struggling with his crutches? You, I really. Eventually, your orders arrive: a s...
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26 Letters - Everything is under control.
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Everything is under control. Jan 9th, 2011 at 6:17 PM. Denial. Denial associates with Lisa Cuddy, lies and I don't love yous shouted at each other more times than you can remember. Depression. And she'll be right because you don't have anything left, anything left to fight for. Wilson's moving on, she's moving on and there's nothing you can do to prevent that. So you go down the tiny tunnel one last time, bits and pieces of dirty concrete scraping your knees and elbows in the process. You know the wa...
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Everything is under control.
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Everything is under control. Feb 2nd, 2011 at 6:44 PM. A/N: So this is this week's chapter, I hope you like it. I would also love to thank my wonderful new beta, Pandorama, (dr-anitacoffee) who kindly offered her help on this piece. However, I self-edit a lot so any mistakes you see here are mine and I apologize for those. You order a Virgin Mary and he, on the other hand, asks for something you really want to drink. The one struggling with his crutches? You, I really. Eventually, your orders arrive: a s...
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26 Letters - Everything is under control.
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Everything is under control. Feb 2nd, 2011 at 6:34 PM. Hey guys, I posted this on ff.net a week ago and actually comepletly forgot to post it here too so there you go. Hope you like this. Ldquo;Cuddy…”. Instead of your obnoxious stalker, she’s the one who grabs your hand as she turns around, preventing you from going too far. Handcuffs could work too, couldn’t they? Like the sound of her voice… But when she cries out your name, it’s even better. “Go - to - work.”. Actually; you doubt there’s anythi...
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Everything is under control. Feb 2nd, 2011 at 6:44 PM. A/N: So this is this week's chapter, I hope you like it. I would also love to thank my wonderful new beta, Pandorama, (dr-anitacoffee) who kindly offered her help on this piece. However, I self-edit a lot so any mistakes you see here are mine and I apologize for those. You order a Virgin Mary and he, on the other hand, asks for something you really want to drink. The one struggling with his crutches? You, I really. Eventually, your orders arrive: a s...
