I saw Beware of Pity and it took my breath away.
Birdie in Little Foxes had a monologue that I immediately want to learn and master for my repertoire.
My stretch marks are just pieces of my soul breaking through the mold of what society says my body should look like.
I could really use some watermelon right now.
Still haven't pet a dog here.
I wonder if those nudist men in the tiergarten get bug bites on their dongs.
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