*HUGS* TOTAL!
you should give stef more hugs because she is shameless so click this sentence :>


5 before

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inordinately

Except that they did not combine their bodies or think to do so, although such things were not unknown at the farm, they were as lovers. Of the seasons, spring is the most shattering: stalks thrusting through the earth's winter-stiffened crust, young leaves cracking out on old left-to-die branches, the falling-asleep wind cruising through all the newborn green. And with Mr Schaeffer it was all the same, a breaking up, a flexing of muscles that had hardened...

It was a cold beautiful day, scraps of sunlight blew about them like butterflies, and Mr Schaeffer, who liked working with the trees, felt dim and happy.

- Truman Capote, A Diamond Guitar

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randomly,

'Never love a wild thing, Mr Bell,' Holly advised him. 'That was Doc's mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you can't give your heart to a wild thing: the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they're strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That's how you'll end up, Mr Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at the sky.'

'She's drunk,' Joe Bell informed me.

'Moderately,' Holly confessed. 'But Doc knew what I meant.'

- Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany's

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multiculturalism

ming: yes, i am from azerbaijan
ming: we speak english and azerbaijanese, which is english, except all in caps.




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bra burning

stef: i hear
stef: you were blasting ziqian
stef: hahaha
kailing: news travvel like wild fire
kailing: hahah how u knw?
stef: cos he asked me if i was a feminist
stef: hahaha
kailing: HAHAH so are u
stef: mmm
stef: sort of
stef: but not like bra burning
kailing: yes i can see a practical reason why
kailing: HAHAHA
stef: HAHA SHUT UP




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THE ULTIMATE TABOO

tetty: okay, okay. "i don't give a - " ?
joel: fuck
waileong: shit
stef: damn
tetty: okay uh HOO, HOO. that's a what?
word: hoot

*

mark: so okay, it's this dance where you - you use your hands a lot?
charles: salsa?
stef: hiphop
word: margarita
stef: HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAA

later, at cafe iguana
charles: and this, mark, is what you call a margarita. not a macarena.