1921
This is a story of being upper class in the year 1921.
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ɴᴏ... ᴡʜʏ ʜɪᴍ... ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ.. ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ... ɴᴏᴛ ʜɪᴍ.. ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ... "Did you get enough love, my little dove? Why do you cry? And I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best Though it never felt right My little Versailles." - 'Fourth of July' Sufjan Stevens
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・ᴘPumpkinnProfessor…
“Think I need someone older.. Just a little bit colder.. Take the weight off your shoulders.. Think I need someone older…”
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・ᴘPumpkinn"ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ"
I hate you. "𝖧𝖺𝗍𝖾. 𝖬𝖾. 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳."
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