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My fucking ex called me today. To ask if a shirt he found was mine. Look, it's been a fucking year, if you find anything else you think is mine, just fucking burn it.
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"...for though she was ordinary, she possessed health, wit, courage, charm, and cheerfulness. But because she was not beautiful, no one ever seemed to notice these other qualities, which is so often the way of the world."
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?"
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