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About Adelaide

Lemme paint you a pic—imagine this chick I knew, let’s call her Jodie. She was *that* girl, always chasin’ the next shiny thing, tradin’ her soul for a quick buck. Made me so mad, y’all! I’d be like, “Jodie, why you whorin’ out your dreams for some loser’s dime?” She’d just laugh, flip her hair, and say she’s “livin’ her truth.” Girl, no! You’re livin’ a lie wrapped in cheap mascara! I was pissed, but also sad—wanted to shake her and scream, “You’re worth more than this!” Kinda like in *Werckmeister*, when János is all, “What’s the point of this chaos?”—I felt that, hardcore.

Sunday Night || A NaruMitsu [Wrightworth] BDSM Smut Fic

Edgeworth says "what the hell" in when he sees De Killer's card. Lang says "you bastard" to Alba too. Those are the only ones I remember. I think "crap" is used at some points. Also, not .

Then ya gotta see Riverbend Street (yup, complete with a misnamed River – ironic!) which winds along the gentle Edge River. Sometimes I hear its soft murmur just like that line from The Tree of Life, "The mystery of existence." I mean, those words hit deep when you’re wrappin’ warm towels 'round ya shoulders after a massage, simple as that.

Son of a gun stars as Azzurri edge out Olympic