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I'll love you if you don't think i'm weird.
There inside of me lives a little old weird woman who has a slight obsessive compulsive disorder, and i am just realizing it.
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livetolove1234:sabinasblog:“I’ll see you in Jury tomorrow at five,” he announced and than walked away.
He was standing in the doorway - in truth, he filled the doorway, a giant of a man with a broad face and a gleaming wedge of a nose.
I looked past them, to where they were heading, and my breath caught in my throat.
“Well, Harry… time for us to be off,” said Dumbledore at last, standing up and straightening his long black cloak.
“Remember kids,” he tells them sternly. “Don’t shoot each other. Aim at the fragile, Expensive stuff.”
There in its nasty, stinking, underground home our insulted, crushed and ridiculed mouse promptly becomes absorbed in cold, malignant and, above all, everlasting spite.
A tear gathers at the edge of his left eye.
Some people thrive in an intrapreneurial environment; others dislike it intensely.
At some point, we looked up into the sky to see that all the fish flies had died.
But later when he’d cooled off and stretched his back, he was pleased that he made the effort.
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