To the tune of the Barney song "I hate you, you hate" because I am just....nope...nope I feel stabby.
Whelp. Sigh. That's fine.
Bro that wording--I see you
Ok so he's growing on me. like a leech
Me trying to remember the rest of the drama with crocodiles in African mythology (yes I recognize that Africa is a continent not a country, and mythologies are hyper-specific)
Son of a nutcracker. Ok so that's complicating my ship again. And maybe it's uncomplicated. I don't knowwwwwwwwww
Feelings. I have feelings. And the commentary on emotional manipulation and the use of workers, fjkldlfdkllsfjkd
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