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  • vampricone6783 wrote:Thanksgiving has come to an end. She is defrosting from her icy confinement. I am reminded that the monster is here and she is hungry. No longer does she wait till December. The holidays start NOW. After Thanksgiving. She will screech out her siren call and lure innocents to their demise. I keep earplugs in handy and make sure to hide, for fighting her is futile. She has the strength that no being can match.

    Mariah Carey is coming.

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I was weeping as much for him as her; we do sometimes pity creatures that have none of the feeling either for themselves or others.
— Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights