Oh God. We’re talking about me being naked, in the shower with cooter cream. Please world, end. Kill me. “I know it’s not soap. I just… if it’s scented… I can’t do scented. Flowers and stuff like that. Fruit-flavored soaps make… things… burnish.” She could tell from the peeks at his face Mr. Fitzwell had never stepped foot in bath and lotion store, wanting to try the array of fun fragrances. Nor had he purchased Peppermint Candy shower gel, foamed up his nether regions, and felt like he had dipped them in lava. Dove crossed and uncrossed her legs at the memory. Mr. Fitzwell seemed concerned. “Okay, just a heads-up. It’s definitely not good to put any fruits or plant life near your genitals.” He made a V with his hands and formed his own pretend vagina in front of his pants. Dove covered her eyes and tried to defend herself because now she could hear the sickly older woman beating her supporters with a purse. Dove’s mumbling got louder with her embarrassment. “I don’t put weird things down… there. Just make sure that the cream’s vagina-scented. Just plain. For vaginas.” She kept her eyes on the counter. Debra Anastasia
When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall. Think of it--always.
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Mahatma Gandhi
Buy a gift for a dog, and you'll be amazed at the way it will dance and swerve its tail, but if don't have anything to offer to it, it won't even recognize your arrival; such are the attributes of fake friends.
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Michael Bassey Johnson
May the forces of evil become confused on the way to your house.
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George Carlin
When people see some things as beautiful, other things become ugly. When people see some things as good, other things become bad.
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Lao Tzu
We are supposed to call poison medicine and we wonder why we're always sick.
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Stefan Molyneux
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Don't put off happiness you can have today. Tomorrow is a hope, not a promise
Blake took her face in his hands. “You let me touch you. Kiss you. Your skin? It feels like piano keys. My hands know just where to go.
You make the rest of the beautiful things in the world cry for even trying at all. You make it hard for me to breathe.
There is something about me, doll face. It’s between my legs, and I do believe a few minutes ago you were praying to it.
If they’d caused you pain, I’d never have been able to live with myself, ” he said as he backed up a step.“ You might want to find another place to sit. Those idiots could cook up a plan for revenge.” “I can’t leave.” Green...
