“In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.”— Margaret Atwood
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my fiancé: honey i don’t think this is a good location for a wedding…
me, staring at the abandoned waffle house that was used as a brothel in the 1890s that emits an eerie glow and once had a murder happen inside it and is located precisely 7 miles away from area 51: i think it’s perfect
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