Lauren Nannery


The Tempest..."Be not afeard. The isle is full of noices, Sounds and Sweet airs that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes voices, That if I waked after a long sleep, Will make me sleep again; and then in dreaming, The clouds methought, would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that when i waked, I cried to dream again." "Masterbation...are you getting your five a day?"

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