Voices in my head

[emmagolightly]

This semester I am taking a philosophy of religion class and yet again I find myself "idol worshiping" the British. My professor is your typical English bloke with pale skin, reddish hair and a witty sense of humour. I sit through class hanging on his every word, not cause I have a crush on him, but rather a crush on his accent. I love to hear

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[anonymous]

you are so flippin gay i cant even understand it

[emmagolightly]

This might be true but you're still douche spray, Sara.