MOTHER RUSSIA BLEEDS
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You know, in some countries it's the middle of the day right now. Not in Russia. In Russia it's almost 5am and I really need to be asleep right now.
I sneezed so hard, my right leg started to hurt.
Please break my spine.
I don't understand how an author can write scenes of dismemberment and sex, but still censor "bad words" that characters say. All in the same novel.
Every time I drink milk, I regret it and decide never to drink milk again. And every time I can't help myself. Great Cthulhu, give me strength.
Ah, yes, this is what I wanted to see at 3am.
Hm, hm, gloves… socks for the fingers! *YOINK*
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Every time I forget to filter the tags at AO3, I kinda just sit there, thinking about what exactly did I do wrong in my life to deserve this suffering. That, or hit my head on the wall to forget what I've seen. (don't worry, the walls are concrete, they're fine)
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Babuska the corny man took my thigh high socks again
Okay.
Normality
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