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Was only a ten minute work tangent that ended up here.
abundanceofcalm is a brass monkey!
Just purchased this for my girlfriend. Do you think she’ll get the hint about the sucking aspect of the gift?
Witnessed a whole 50 minutes of fourth grade poetry today. It opened up wounds I shan’t mention further, but my opinion of poetry has not changed. My heart is hard, like the cemented boots of a man who has wronged the private law of Sicily.
“You’re lucky we don’t live in a state where you would be penalized for adultery or owe me palimony, too.”
- my soon to be ex-husband, asking me to sell my jewelry and give him half.
I almost said, “Yeah. In some countries I’d be stoned to death or beheaded. Who’d pay you then?”
But I didn’t. Because it’s him and not me with the dumb ass.
I was unaware they made weasels of this caliber.
Reblogged from Abundance of Calm
