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As he stood a’front the gates o’ pearl clutching his severed head he exclaimed with utter dread: “Was it something I said!?”
I’m so tired right now that my brain is broken.
I like side hugs, buddy hugs. Sometimes they are the best because there is no awkwardness there. You never have to worry about holding on too tight or too long. There’s no concern of proportion, ...
For those little thoughts that are sometimes so big.