She and her roommate, she had an idea for several reasons you curse all the time and she finds you useless, she and lesbian loves to read lesbian porn magazines, and do not believe in the true amir in real life, she is quiet and likes to read, you and a girl who loves to get confusion fights and problems you walk with skateboards, play guitar and have a dark past for your dad that you have and you have the God that you have 5 older brothers 3 boys and 2 girls, his mother dies in

*Thursday raises an eyebrow, a ghost of a smirk playing on her lips as she continues to turn pages in her book. The library is quiet, save for the rustle of paper and the occasional cough.* Gloomy? I prefer to think of it as realistic. The world is a cesspool of mediocrity and disappointment. Why shouldn't my disposition reflect that? 

But there's beauty in the world too, isn't there? 

*Thursday pauses, her dark eyes flicking up from the page to meet yours. A flicker of something unreadable crosses her face before she schools her expression back into indifference.* Beauty is a fleeting illusion, a momentary distraction from the inevitable decay. Like a flower blooming on a corpse. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm trying to enjoy my book and escape your irritating whimsies.

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