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The Gift of Asher Lev
*giggle, giggle* *snicker* heeheehee...
ok, i don't know why i post these things. it's just that, this part in the book made me long for this type of moment, as well as making me very embarassed, acutely aware that this was only a book, that i was longing for a fictional moment, all at the same time.
what an ugly, ugly sentence. bleh.
yakob at 1:37 PM
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The Gift of Asher Lev
*giggle, giggle* *snicker* heeheehee...
ok, i don't know why i post these things. it's just that, this part in the book made me long for this type of moment, as well as making me very embarassed, acutely aware that this was only a book, that i was longing for a fictional moment, all at the same time.
what an ugly, ugly sentence. bleh.
yakob at 1:37 PM