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Yumeko:
Yumeko:

Yumeko when she starts gambling:

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And you tell me I'm crazy, and that mom was crazy and Luke's crazy, and we're all just nuts- And then you tell OUR stories! MY stories, the same stories that you told me were just dreams or delusions. And you're supposed to be my big brother. You know, you're supposed to protect me. But you say the meanest things to me when I try to tell you. And I don't ask you for anything, ever. Just this. I just want to know why.
Eleanor “Nell” Crain; The Haunting of Hill House
Hate diet culture so much bitches will b like “don’t eat processed carbs they’re so bad for you” like and??? So what?? God did not give us grain and stone to grind it with for no reason. Bread is inevitable. Bread is food for the heart and the soul. U think I’m gonna give that up in pursuit of instagram fitness?? U think I’m gonna deny myself the simple pleasure of toast with jam so I can endlessly chase an ever-shifting standard of beauty that ultimately means nothing? In 20 years I will no longer be beautiful and in 60 my body will be vacant food for other, smaller creatures. But the taste of fresh bread? Of homemade donuts and still-warm pie? I will carry the taste on my tongue into whatever follows this life. So like. Stop telling me I should diet lmao. I’m not abt to martyr myself just to get a man to look at me.