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rifa:
i hate it when
there’s like a feeling in your gut that something is very wrong and the feeling is so strong that it makes you feel physically ill but the problem is that there’s actually nothing wrong so you don’t know what to do
and the feeling just doesn’t go away
OH MY GOD OTHER PEOPLE GET THIS
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lonely, but never alone
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Henry: You kissed my mom?
Emma: Henry, not now…
Henry: My mom. You kissed her. On the mouth. You. Oh. My. God.
Emma: Now Henry, I know you’re pretty sheltered. But sometimes two women can be attracted to each other just the same as—
Henry: It’s not that you’re women. She’s my mom. And so are you.
Regina: (coming back into the room) Miss Swan? I managed to get rid of Kathryn so I have another half hour if you want to—
Henry: Mom?
Regina: Henry. I’m so glad you’re here.
Henry: Mom, you kissed my mom!
Regina: (wryly) Okay, a little less glad. Henry, listen—
Henry: This isn’t even the first time, is it?
Emma: Kid, it’s not what you think.
Henry: Did you kiss my mom? You… motherkisser? Then it’s exactly what I think.
Regina: I told you this was a terrible idea.
Henry: Don’t blame her! I saw you grabbing her butt.
Regina: Henry!
Emma: Oh god. Archie’s gonna own your house by the time we pay for all the therapy.
Regina: Well, you certainly don’t have any assets.
Emma: Hey, don’t start with me. You’re the one who called me over here on some goddamned booty—
Regina: Language!
Henry: Wait a minute, you like each other?
Regina & Emma: No.
Henry: You do. You totally do. Oh God, this was in my book. Why didn’t I see it before?
Emma: What was?
Henry: The White Knight’s story, and the Evil Queen’s story, both end with them meeting their true love. But they’re the only stories where that Trule Love isn’t named.
Regina: Henry, I know your book is very detailed, but there are some things you don’t understand…
Henry: I understand plenty. And this makes me forgive you both. About the kissing. Which is pretty gross and I never want to see it again, okay?
Emma: Aye aye, cap’n.
Regina: This is ridiculous. (off Henry’s glare) Fine, fine.
Emma: See? I told you he’d come around sooner rather than later.
Regina: Shut up.
Henry: So who’s taking me for ice cream? Because after all that trauma, I’m totally getting ice cream.
Emma: I think we both are, right?
Regina: Right. But I’m driving.
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Do you know what it is like to be sold, squire? I do. My brother sold me to Khal Drogo for the promise of a golden crown. Well, Drogo crowned him in gold, though not as he had wished, and I…my sun-and-stars made a queen of me, but if he had been a different man, it might have been much otherwise. Do you think I have forgotten how it felt to be afraid?
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TIP ON HOW TO GET OVER YOUR FEAR OF THE DARK:
As soon as you turn the lights off start masturbating. No monster wants to see that shit. While doing it, stare at the corner and whisper, tenderly, “this is for you”.
And then the shadows growl at you and say, “Mine. You’re all mine.”
Proceed to have a secret relationship with the monster in your closet to make the shadows jealous.
Plot Twist: The Monster wants a threesome with you and the shadows.
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