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Young Writers Society


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i want to drink the citrus of the sun

goofball, tier-1 memelord.


Interests

being a goofball.

Occupation

nothing yet ;D


Edna began to feel like one who awakens gradually out of a dream, a delicious, grotesque, impossible dream, to feel again the realities pressing into her soul.
— Kate Chopin, The Awakening