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#TS490 His incessant sunrise farts were but a small price to pay for the great sex he offered. "Amour Foul" she liked to call it. -
#TS490 "Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results." - Einstein -
#TS490 When it pervades your bones, paralyzing your brain and thunders through your blood: start running. And keep going. -
#TS490 The thought of pregancy made her ill. You'd have to be crazy to use a bed for conception, Ellen reasoned. -
#TS490 13 years was a long time to hear Gotye on repeat. She drove many to premature breakdowns. Even her shrink ran away to Vancouver. -
#TS490 passionate love making the night before can be invigorating. or draining. les nausées matinales was just an excuse to stay in. -
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#TS490 out in the open; blanketed by night / mind unrestricted; no-one in sight / evening - the wellspring of my passions -
#TS490 the sixth sheikhs sick secret bodes ill for little lambs -
#TS490 when you leave my side my soul takes to bed - down with a fever -
Revolt, stumble, convulse, heave, relief. Nothing to be done.
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#TS490 L’amour est enfant de Bohême, Il n’a jamais jamais connu de loi. Si tou ne m’aimes pas, je t’aime.#Carmen http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=pJLyZqETuBU&desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DpJLyZqETuBU … -
#TS490 Holy mother of god had delivered a miracle. He woke up from a deep slumber into a bed that wasn't His with a divine headache. -
#TS490 There's a land, mostly planes, mostly burns but sometimes it rains, times when the morning comes morning comes and we sang, again -
#TS490 love tale: 'i'm calling in sick.' 'what travesty luv. it is my second trimester.' -
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@ChachiChatters Prompts for#TS490: morning sickness, amour fou, in bed. Tagging@awaisaftab for#TS491@nishakhot@lahorigori -
#TS490 Sometimes I wake up grouchy. Other times I let him sleep. -
Her passion for Geo often found her on top of stratum, and the restless nights would make her nauseous in the mornings after
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#TS490 “The Nausea is not inside me:I feel it out there in the wall,..everywhere around me..I am the one who is within it.” Sartre, Nausea -
#TS490 “You must be like me; you must suffer in rhythm.” ― Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea -
#TS490 night was kind dawn brought with it a nausea- of the night before in his fetish to devour her being pic.twitter.com/fO5SKAvuBf -
#TS490 The bulb swung back and forth. The light pierced the eyes. Freedom seemed far far away. Time to spill your guts. "The Butler did it." -
#TS490 The silver in your laughter, the wind beneath your wings. Your love is like an evening shadow. The blood within these veins. -
Thank you for tagging,
@Shiringul. Prompts for#TS490: morning sickness, amour fou, in bed. Tagging@awaisaftab for#TS491
posted by temporal at 4/13/2013
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