Dark of heart and large of ass, the bane of kings in centuries past.
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My Fatal Flaw Is That I Want To Holler So Bad. I Crave A Bellow. I Need To Scream, I Need It. My Fate
My fatal flaw is that I want to holler so bad. I crave a bellow. I need to scream, I need it. My fate draws me in like a vortex and I know that one day, for no reason discernible to the outside world, as a sheer result of inextricable fate I will fall to the ground screaming and babbling and hooting incoherently at the top of my damnéd lungs.
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Specializes in glioblastoma and getting your ex-girlfriend back.
My favorite kind of spam comments are the ones that recommend a cancer doctor and then casually mention that he also does witchcraft at the end.
Me (seeing stars): ooohmmm coming down too quick from the lexapro methinks
Heavy machinery: o mistress how I yearn for your sweet and gentle guidance
Me: sweet beast...i will requite thee
*I AM DECLARED MISSING*