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people go on and on about loving the idea of devotion to the point of consumption and how love will swallow you whole and turn you into something that is equally starved and also wholly satisfied. but when I, charles marc herve perceval leclerc,

monaco gp is like. what if something happened. it won’t but what if

the feminine urge to abandon the novel and start a newer, hotter, less emotionally demanding novel

conventional attractiveness is like a form of grotesque to me 

big fan of shakespeare villains who step onto the stage and immediately announce “I am here and I am evil. I am here to do mischief.” and then that’s exactly what they do for the next two hours. no other motive is ever explained. at the end they fail. kings

people keep tagging this ‘fernando alonso’ and i was like who tf is that???? so I looked it up and he’s a race car driver. from spain. so, for sure my favorite shakespeare character

I’ve made a grave mistake acknowledging this