So
I should be working on my Scottish Women’s fiction essay. It’s due in three weeks.
You know what I’m doing instead?
Writing Portia/Blanche fic. Which will almost certainly be proved TOTALLY irrelevant come next Sunday.
NO REGRETS.
Tears don't mean you're losing.
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