Date: 2009-01-23 12:08 am (UTC)
Lex could, but then, even without Smallville, his life hadn't exactly been normal. Such was the tribulation of being a Luthor.

"Me too." She said softly, totally taken in by the soft touching. She made a small noise in her throat that spoke purely of want. "If you keep doing that, I fear we'll never get out of bed." Not that this was bad thought...
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Anatoly Valeriovich Sergievsky

The Grandmaster

Who needs a dream?
Who needs ambition?
Who'd be the fool
In my position?
Once I had dreams
Now they're obsessions
Hopes became needs
Lovers possessions

-- Where I Want To Be (Chess)

The Crazy Wheel

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