banging on the tin ]] open, group therapy

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -2px; margin-top: -37px;]Bucky Barnes [/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]WINDCLAN - CUB - [abbr=Finnishwars xx Sovietunion, has a left bionic leg, snow leopard, difficult, attack in maroon]INFORMATION[/abbr] - POWERS - INTERACTION - OTHER
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Hah. As if therapy could fix the trauma that he (and probably others) had experienced, he'd have respect for therapists for eternity. However, Bucky hadn't seen that, but though still interested, sat beside of his father and kept silent.


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    ✫Windclan
    ✫Warrior
    ✫No Powers
    ✫Kill/Maim with permission
    ✫Put name in beige when attacking
    ✫Mentor to Whitepaw
    ✫Mate Wanted
    ✫Suffers Bipolar Disease
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    The seneca white glanced down at the kit as she spoke of her family. That sucked, probably worse than not having any family at all. "I suppose I could go fourth." She said apathetically. "Hello, I'm Marshmallow." She turned to the little brown rat that rode on her back, "that's Hershey." She fought the urge to say that all she needed now was a Graham Cracker. "Anyway, I've got a Bipolar Disorder, so half of the week I'm depressed and the other half I'm way too excited for my own good. I live in an abandoned tractor out in the middle of no where, the only company being this rat I found." Maybe she didn't have it as bad as some others, but she may as well spew out her problems.




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