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evil_kookies

  • My dreams.

    None of you have heard from me in quite thewhile. I still write, and I have been making stories... But I haven't the time to come on here and type ...

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The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth.
— Kate Chopin, The Awakening