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ancient roman women whose husband keeps looking at the neighbour's boy quintus and he never looks at her that way and she can't even chainsmoke in the kitchen because they don't have marlboro blues in ancient times. and she can't even go to the club because they haven't discovered drum and bass music yet. her friend clodia's having visions of a woman named doechii but neither of them knows what that means

edward likes taking bella to the meadow because she gets eaten up by mosquitos who then become flying little snackies that edward doubles back for. edward leaps about the meadow snatching them up like a bass jumping from a lake

we are in the midst of a friday ass thursday. keep your wits about you.

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At my big age I’m somehow still surprised and appalled and scandalized when I’m faced with realities like when you don’t eat you are hungry, and when you don’t sleep you are tired

Diva down

Ah yes, the veil grows thick. I can't perceive shit.