a girl's weapon.
 "I perceived, of course, the drift of my interlocutor. Jealousy had got hold of him: she stung him; but the sting was salutary: it gave him respite from the gnawing fang of melancholy. I would not, therefore, immediately charm the snake."
- Jane Eyre, Charlotte Bronte
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Shit Christmas.
Dec 25, 2009 @ 12/25/2009
I think yall are eating some fucking turkey and cookie shit right now. Shit jealous. She, in America. He, in Japan. Me, at Home. No presents. No cookies (except chipsmore.) No Santa Claus. No X'mas tree. No nothing. Only Chuckles and Mom.
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