Between my fire-sighs and my burning eyes, my heart burns wildly in his eyes. He's just a drunken, gambling man. Dealing with the hands of desire's thing. I'm gonna shuffle his deck clean.
This weekend was as fun as can be expected when I am forced to spend time alone with my mother, doing things she loves and I hate. Oh, perhaps I am being unfair
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