Witches are actually real, and they truly fly.
My grandma once told me she and her friends were witches.
I was a kid then, spending my third term holiday in the village. One night after telling me one of those tortoise stories, she suddenly asked if I wanted to see something.
I exist because just over a century ago, an Italian diplomat raped his 14-year-old maid & then dumped her in an East London Catholic home for unmarried mothers. She had no option of abortion. She was abused & blamed, gave birth & fled. Her son grew up there where he was abused
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the biggest lie i be telling people is "i respect your decision" i really don't at all. that shit sound stupid as hell to me but that's your life to live
I love what books do to me. I love being undone by a book. I love laughingโtruly laughingโbecause of a book. I love getting lost in its pages and forgetting, for a while, that reality exists. I love being riled up by a book, ranting about it, thinking because of it.โค๏ธ