It was there, deep in her heart, buried in the pit of her stomach, lurking in her psyche, ready to scratch and claw its way out with the slightest provocation. She would hold it back...until in a private place where she would cry and wail until her heart burst.
Last Friday night, I lost the book I was reading. I looked everywhere, it was like it just vanished! My husband ordered another copy for me—today, my copy turned up. So Oma & Opa can keep the new one. I was so mad, because I was so close to finishing it! Oh my love, we are reunited once again📖🤣
Lady, if you are of a mind to be rid of this burden, it can be arranged. Many a midwife has plucked an unwanted seed from its mother‘s womb, even among the highborn.
Yes, and I have done a fair amount of research on it! #prochoice #medievalprochoice
They stood in the small main room of the cottage and looked around silently. Bruce was awestruck by what he saw before him. He pursed lips and made a little whistle of amazement. “Hello, Middle Ages,” he said.
Oh my heart flutters at the thought.
Things wither and die before us so we may better savor that we live.
We were innocent there, and everything was beautiful; now we know far more than is bearable. And we return to a place where more sorrow awaits us.
Me: something bad happened!
Husband: in real life or in the book?
Me: in real life! Why are you acting like this isn‘t real? You‘re acting like these people‘s lives don‘t matter! #alllivesmatter
Husband: oh boy here we go.
#bookconversations
Time stood still now, as it had then, and in the presence of this woman, his demons seemed at rest.
“You must consult with astrologers,” he said on the first day of instruction, “ in order to know the most auspicious days for bathing, or going outside, or any of the other normal occurrences of daily life.”
What if it‘s mercury retrograde? You‘re fucked🤣
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