i am not good. i am not virtuous. i am not sympathetic. i am not generous. i am merely and above all a creature of intense passionate feeling. i feel everything. it is my genius. it burns me like fire.
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she passed out from a stranger’s couch, drooling, still feeling the alcohol kicking while opening her eyes slowly. “what the fuck just happened last night?”
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@mogulrots ⠀
she chuckled. “you never heard about that expression?” she took a sip of her dirty martini. “fucking. it means we’re fucking.” she smirked.
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she passed out from a stranger’s couch, drooling, still feeling the alcohol kicking while opening her eyes slowly. “what the fuck just happened last night?”
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📕 05/06:
monday is finally the day where were playing swan lake by tchaikovsky, which it was one of her favourite compositions. daria got the role of the black swan and she couldn’t be happier. finally, some recognition. she took all her morning, practising.
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📕 30/05:
“мама, I’m tired, can I sleep at your house tonight?”
Your face is blurred and your voice is distant. I don’t know her anymore. But I remember the psychological games and you always win. I always knew you never loved me. You said I was a mistake several times.
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📕 05/06:
monday is finally the day where were playing swan lake by tchaikovsky, which it was one of her favourite compositions. daria got the role of the black swan and she couldn’t be happier. finally, some recognition. she took all her morning, practising.
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