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Custard Lover's Anonymous
a small town student with a love for custard, literature, Parks and Recreation, art, movies and writing.
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We felt the imprisonment of being a girl, the way it made your mind active and dreamy, and how you ended up knowing which colors went together. We knew that the girls were our twins, that we all existed in space like animals with identical skins, and that they knew everything about us though we couldn’t fathom them at all. We knew, finally, that the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love and even death, and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them.
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The Virgin Suicides (Blue)
“…she turned, she sent her blue gaze out in every direction, the same color gaze the girls had had, icy and spectral and unknowable and then she turned back and followed her husband into the house.” (Eugenides 235)
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half asleep and dreaming of chocolate.
waxing my bikini line for the first time right now? why not?
actually, there a lot of reasons why not…
but i’m doing it anyways
If we assume man has been corrupted by an artificial civilization, what is the natural state? The state of nature from which he has been removed? Imagine wandering up and down the forest, without industry, without speech and without home.
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