“Let go! Let go of my hair!” (from The Magician’s Nephew). Guess it could have been worse, and this can be taken in so many ways.crapheadslaphead-deactivated201:
“She finally yanked the body apart, pressing her lips to the cunt, which she greedily devoured.”
“Let’s hope this will do the job!”
20. The onrush of a conquering force is like the bursting of pent-up waters into a chasm a thousand fathoms deep.
Meditation is not to get out of society, to escape from society, but to prepare for a reentry into society.
“Out of control.”
Fuck yeah it better be.
“explorare novos, quae vento accesserit oras,”
Awwwww yeah.
God, no, thought Stevie.
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‘Please!’ he cried, still trying to pretend that he was an innocent victim, just passing by.
um.
…is, well. This is Ryan.”
Yes please~
“The man who does not know sick women does not know women”
…I’m reading “The Madwoman in the Attic”. xD I can only interpret this as meaning that, what, no man will ever fuck me because I’m mentally ill? Good that I only want girls, then.
“Because otherwise the guy’ll always have something over my head.”
Hmm. ._.
“Cnicus bendictus (also known as carduus benedictus), Blessed Thistle.”
… hm. Why do I have a herbal lying here?
“This is a terrible business, Miss Knox.”
I… oh. That doesn’t bode well. From Stef Penney’s The Tenderness of Wolves.
‘Personally I would imagine that to be the sole advantage of marrying a widower,’ said Amelia Robinson.
Who’d have thought. Want to come to the wedding? There’ll be sheep.
(Source: loveclaire)
