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when a stubborn muse will not leave a girl be
I can't tell what you've got worse cravings for writing: your "family fluff" or lascivious lovemaking.
I'm aware that I still haven't shut up like you thought I would (terribly cute of you to think that, you know) and that it's still not a good time for you to throw me into one of those games (or at least that's what you say, and I suppose I'll try to refrain from pushing), but I think you know by now that I'm not going anywhere. Oughtn't there to be something you could do with me? Something easygoing, perhaps, for both of our sakes?
I'm aware that I still haven't shut up like you thought I would (terribly cute of you to think that, you know) and that it's still not a good time for you to throw me into one of those games (or at least that's what you say, and I suppose I'll try to refrain from pushing), but I think you know by now that I'm not going anywhere. Oughtn't there to be something you could do with me? Something easygoing, perhaps, for both of our sakes?