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Hark the Herald Angels Sing - not into caroling but I would have gone door to door with Mark E. Smith
Feliz Navidad
showered with a new soap scent today and now i kinda wanna ask myself out on a date
crotchet - (/kräˈSHā/)
a handicraft in which one braids one's pubic hair with that of a lover, or a very close friend
Rimbaud's MySpace page would have been fire
hunched against the wall, arms around knees, eating a cold Pop-Tart straight out of the foil while staring at a Cloudflare error, like it's the apocalypse
my Patronus is Jason Bateman ordering a dirty chai at a local coffeeshop in the rural Midwest
when I wake up tomorrow don't tell me that I said that Trick 'r Treat is the Halloween Pulp Fiction
in the front yard, raking leaves, picking them up and bagging them. showing the neighbors what big hugs i can make for lifeless brittle things and how efficiently i can stuff them deep down inside.
Walking around town with a tray of "Hi, Alan!" cupcakes, handing them out to people named Alan. As well as people who, as it turns out, are not named Alan, but possess a convincing combination of personal affrontedness, physical intimidation, and gluten tolerance.
I'd rather somebody send me a tribble -
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