Martina, Rome born and raised. language student, literature enthusiast, living the ego-culture since nineteen ninety-two.
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"Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be." ~ J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye
let’s drink and finish reading this ThorKi fic and then I shall go to bed because tomorrow I have to get the fuck up early and study.

let’s drink and finish reading this ThorKi fic and then I shall go to bed because tomorrow I have to get the fuck up early and study.

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