Between breaths of anxiety and patience, you find yourself still wondering how the hell you came to be here. Why is this air entering this body? And why is this body mine? I mean, hey, you’re not complaining. But it is quite a curious thing. And then is there something bigger out there? I don’t…
My hairy legs have a lot more to do with my laziness than my feminist leanings.
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pronunciation | \la dO-‘lUr eks-‘kEz\ (la doe-LURE ex-KEEZ) submitted by | etcetera [sainttiffany] submit words | heresorry | if I mangled the pronunciation; I tried my best](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4r7ilkRb51r6nm6ao1_500.png)
