know you wanted to have sex with the rain of course i want to have sex with the rain how can you even say that i feel like you don’t even know me maybe you should focus on all the things that you can have sex with Yeah maybe i just want to live you know right i want to have a threesome with the moon and jealousy right Yeah and i want to do it with the rain but i can’t uuuuuuuughhhh i should just go die in Greece what? nothing
I wrote a poem today do you want to hear it okay Near this Spot are deposited the Remains of one who possessed Beauty without Vanity, Strength without Insolence, Courage without Ferosity, and all the virtues of Man without his Vices. This praise, which would be unmeaning Flattery if inscribed over human Ashes, is but a just tribute to the Memory of BOATSWAIN, a DOG, who was born in Newfoundland May 1803 and died at Newstead Nov. 18, 1808. hey totally unrelated do you remember how many children i have? i’m trying to do a tax thing right now and i have nooooo idea haha like it’s for sure SOME no sorry fuck i gotta write some letters uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuughhhhh
John Keats oh my god oh my god do you know what I LOVE like what I am just crazy about is it this urn THIS URN I figured you seemed really excited THIS GRECIAN URN it’s really pretty FUCK OFF WITH THAT REALLY PRETTY BULLSHIT IT’S THE BRIDE OF QUIETNESS IT’S THE CHILD OF TIME AND OF SILENCE AND IT’S SO GOOD IT’S LIKE IMAGINARY MUSIC I FUCKING LOVE THIS URN SO MUCH IT’S GOT A PRIEST ON IT HE’S ALL MYSTERIOUS FUCKIN MYSTERIOUS PRIEST THERE’S A COW ON IT WEARING FLOWERS AND MAIDENS IT’S GOT TRUTH ON IT THIS URN TELLS THE GODDAMN TRUTH IT’S SO BEAUTIFUL right, right FUCK YOU ARE YOU EVEN LOOKING AT IT I am I am looking at it ARE YOU REALLY LOOKING AT IT I am I swear like really look at it though okay okay I will good Sorry it’s okay I didn’t mean to get so carried away I know I just love this urn so much it really is a great urn it really is i just love it so much I know it’s okay
Emma darling Emma have you seen our friend Mr. Martin? he was to take me to tea this afternoon but he isn’t here oh Harriet! do you really still like him?? oh I did Yes i told him you were not virtuous and i think that got rid of him i didn’t think you still liked him you wouldn’t have liked him for much longer anyhow lol what would your name even have been if you married him “Mrs. Farmer”?? that’s not even a name, Harriet “hi I’m Mrs. Farmer I’m married to a farm” bugs live on farms, Harriet also for another thing he is dreadful at whist oooh do you want to come over and play whist??
wait i think it was Mr. Martin i definitely told SOMEONE you were not virtuous lollll idk who exactly but it was for sure definitely someone
Father I want to make a new house rule no more servants getting married remember when Miss Taylor got married? it was awful we didn’t have enough people in the house to play whist for weeks anyhow I guess what I’m trying to say is I told Hannah she has to turn down Mr. Smith I was firm but fair she’s the only one in the servant’s hall to ever lead a grand slam and she wanted to throw that away just because she is with child anyhow want to come downstairs and play whist???
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do you know what I can’t stand what reserved people oh my god right I could definitely never marry a reserved person ahhhhhh Frank I’m the same me too I’m the same way do you know what I LOVE though living life to the fullest shut up and dancing and whist?? oh