i would risk it all for my beautiful wife Raw Cookie Dough
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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i would risk it all for my beautiful wife Raw Cookie Dough
pasta is so comforting. pasta is my best friend. pasta my beloved. pasta is my boyfriend pasta is a god pasta is the breeze in my hair in the weekend pasta is a relaxing thought!!!
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THE LAST DINNER PARTY 'SECOND BEST', LIVE FROM THE PYRE
Fennel’s Wuthering Heights carries on that old imperial habit of touching a wonderful thing it does not understand and salivating with animal larceny impulse. This is the part that feels rancid to me: not merely that the adaptation fundamentally, egregiously misunderstands the novel, but that it misunderstands it in the precise shape of empire.
Take the outsider. Whiten the outsider. Take the violence. Aestheticize the violence. Corsets. Flower crowns. Latex. Softcore pornography in ribbons. Plunging necklines. Take the mud the dirt the miremuck of disgraced colonial history. Make it editorial. Make it swing flaccidly towards camp, yes mama boots the house down. Take the class rage. Sell it as background atmosphere, thoughtful addendum, glorious footnote of gold. Take the gaping racial wound. Disappear it. Call its absence “modern.” Then stand there, powdered and well-funded, asking why everyone is being so dramatic about the missing body.
losing dog but no one bets on me because i Don’t even lose well enougj
Dahling you simply must read this book! It’s all about this devious little caterpillar who simply gorges himself on all manner of divine things
If you enjoyed this book you should read every other book in the world for extra textual context. All things are intricately related to one another.
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
i could be your pet rock. id be very good at it
ive had some time to think and honestly i dont think id be a very good pet rock. i dont know what i was thinking. theres too much anger in me
don't assign me yours.
—Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004) dir. Michel Gondry
does anyone else ever look at keith and think, oh my godddddd. like i’m mad as fuck someone please execute dreamworks
he’s so beautiful and he was written by the stupidest people alive and he never got to boy kiss on screen…. devastating