Alice came to a fork in the road. "Which road do I take?" she asked.
"Where do you want to go?" responded the Cheshire cat.
"I don't know," Alice answered.
"Then," said the cat, "it doesn't matter."
He holds her sometimes; tight against his body as she breathes through her dreams. She'll fall asleep in his bed after angry fucking and he'll make a
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