Give it a few seconds after you follow the link behind this link. You'll understand.

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WHY? WHY? Why is that necessary?




*Warning: loss of soul or heart attack is not my responsibility.


EDIT: It's like some sick masochistic urge. I keep going back to the link, watching for a few seconds, then shrieking like a ten year old girl and exiting out the window in a hurry. Make it go AWAY! It's too horrible.

EDIT 2: I wish my parents weren't visiting relatives in Northern California right now. I think I need a hug. From my mom.

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[pepperlandgirl4.livejournal.com]

Whoa on, reread that sounded sarcastic. It's not. He freaked me the fuck out.

[rashaka.livejournal.com]

I *know*! Me too! It's nothing but freaky beyond belief. What psycho thought of this website? Did they think it'd be friendly and make you feel like they were talking personally to you? Because it felt way TOO fucking personal. And then the super-photo quality of the video didn't help either... ::too traumatized to think about anything else::

[pepperlandgirl4.livejournal.com]

Jaime kept playing it and I couldn't look away, although I desperately wanted to.

Thankfully he closed the window.