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Originally Posted by Пятхъдесят Шест

I didn't specifically mean she was lazy, but definitely a little scared and sheltered. This is probably what her poetry is made of.

I'll read Wuthering Heights and get back to you on that one, brother.

ok, but don't be hard on luxy, or else...


ps as an intro to wuthering heights i strongly suggest you read bataille's "literature and evil", he's the one who turned me on to emily bronte.

hm, lots of emilys.