now that i’m picking this writing thing back up again, here’s an important note. in real life, i curse. a lot. well, usually a lot more than my husband would like, but less around him. sorry. i was a sailor in a past life. or maybe that’s just fucking advertising. but it’s me. and while i am trying not to incorporate as many colorful phrases in my writing, because honestly, i think it’s sloppy and lazy in writing, sometimes, an f-bomb — or any of its lovely variations — is necessary. we’re all adults here. so get over it.
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