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Don’t you for a second let them frighten or intimidate you. You are a strong, intelligent, badass lady, regardless of your size or…lack of vascularity,” I told Thistle the floricorn as I shot a murderous stare at the black stallion a few stalls down from my girl as I tried to straighten out my sore jaw.
“Fuckamnit.”
“Fiddling foxglove,
“Heroism isn’t helping someone. Helping someone is what you do because you’re a good person and you want to. Heroics? That’s what you do because you want to be liked, you want notoriety and for everyone to think you’re the good guy. If you’re really the good guy, you don’t have to tell people you’re the good guy—they already know,” he added before walking off.
This body gave me a lot of attitude.