Id, Ego and Superego
Yesterday I was the Moon by Noor Unnahar
The Eiffel tower is going to be deconstructed.
Au revoir et bon débarras, espèce de connard triangulaire.
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current journal (a paperblank flexible notebook), new pencil pouch and current read: Jane Eyre☕️🫶🏻
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Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait In Letters
time is heavy, dripping slowy.
isn’t it so funny there’s such a thing as “customer service voice”? Like I have to speak to you like a child or you’ll rip my face off like a wild chimp
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Drops of autumn, before and after the rain.
He said “!“
honey, I was thinking that we could spice things up in the bedroom by turning the heat off and pretending to be gold prospectors in the Yukon during winter who have to have sex to avoid freezing to death. how does that sound, babe?
oh so temperature play is fun when it’s hot wax but god forbid I try to save us some money
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when your cat licks his paw…then rubs his head with the paw… wow….that’s his shmapoo and conditioner…..
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Frontline and Spray by Lee Acaster
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