mere_de_vii (mere_de_vii) wrote,
mere_de_vii
mere_de_vii

On thyse dey, the bitche Constaunze made me forto coken breede all day, for she is a bytch and the bakkyr is seke. My Johne made me promyse nat to fighten wyth hir whilest he be afer in Edinburgh. I hoope somethynge full mal cometh to Constaunze.
A while agone, I boughte some cosmeticke of mineralen, and I have been upon the damned automaticke mailinges-liste syn that dey! I be gettying all thyse litel coffers of poudres and I want hem nat.
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