One day I aspire to be a glimmering tower of wit, dominating the landscape of my chosen profession like some big monolith of wittiness. Not charm, necessarily, although I intend to demonstrate I do have some mastery of that domain as well. A luminous tower, a pillar of wit, of verbal dissection and wordplay. Some day
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The whole things a crock anyway. Much to Torasin's secret relief, I ignore the entire fucking day. I don't need to be told on a specific day to let him know I love him. I do it whenever I damn well please.
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is it three times too small?
*he's a mean one, mr. grinch...*
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