The Longfellow furrowed a brow and looked at him quizzically, ‘I mean it’s crap,’ said Cum-Bot.
Tag: Enid Blyton
July 18th – My bags are packed, I’m ready to go, I’m standing here outside your door.
A moment of shame traded for a lifetime of regret; so of course I must do it – unless the moment of shame itself becomes the reason for a lifetime of regret.
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