"Bring me flowers, child," he says, more softly. "Out into the air with you. You look like a crone before your time."
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I'm a single, not-quite-legal, white female. My inspirations in life include keeping my hands and feet warm at all times, plaster every single white space of my walls with magazine pictures and find a hot lesbian, who constantly tries to lure me into the gay side of life, willing to do nude poses purely for the sake of my artistic ambitions. I enjoy many different kinds of music, asians, chocolate kisses, long walks on the beach and sticking things where they don't belong.

...If this were a personal ad...

A conversation awhile ago in art on the topic of mistletoe. I kept thinking of it today... I think I got everything right.

Me: So mistletoe is poisonous..
Zach: Makes sense..
Kenny: Well, it has to be doesn't it?
Me: Mistletoe has to be... poisonous?
Kenny: Well, yeah.
Me: ...o.O
Kenny: Yeah. So you have to kiss under mistletoe right? Well, you just have to kiss like it's your last kiss ever, just in case you open your mouth and mistletoe falls down into and you just die! bllahhshmaaaaaaaah....
Me/Zach: .....o.O

that's all I think of now when I see mistletoe.

OMG I'm stealing this...



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