François Tremblay
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“He's mine. Don't cockblock me. Don't block my cock, Zo.”
“You don't have a cock.”
“What are you now, a cock expert?”
― She's Found Her Mind
“You don't have a cock.”
“What are you now, a cock expert?”
― She's Found Her Mind
“I see my hands... they are dirty and have callouses. I'm wearing.. some shapeless thing. I don't know what it's called. It's not my jeans, that's for sure. And it's also dirty. Everything is dirty. I'm definitely a dirty peasant. I'm going back to my hut. What's for dinner? It's mud. We're eating mud for dinner.”
― She's Found Her Mind
― She's Found Her Mind
“Uuuuh... It's a lot to take in.”
She nodded knowingly. “Don't. That's your mistake right there. I never take anything in. I never learn from my mistakes, I just make better and bigger mistakes.”
― She's Found Her Mind
She nodded knowingly. “Don't. That's your mistake right there. I never take anything in. I never learn from my mistakes, I just make better and bigger mistakes.”
― She's Found Her Mind
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