She had the perpetual sense, as she watched the taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very, dangerous to live even one day.
MRS. DALLOWAY, VIRGINIA WOOLF
I'd like to say that I'm back, but that's not strictly true. Although I have started harnessing ideas for fics again, subtle hints at
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and ditto writing - i've been out of the loop for so long i don't even know if i can do it anymore.
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i'll be waiting for when you get back to writing haha, your fics are gorgeous.
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I'm a francophone too! ;A; okay actually no I am learning but outside of class my mouth is clamped shut.
brb sobbing
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although i don't know if i deserve it :'( i've been such a slow writer orz
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& your hanchul was one of the first i read when i first fell in love with fandom n____n i still remember it!
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but i live in london, and french is a requisite on our core curriculum so... it's just a lovely country, and a beautiful language. i'm not even fluent!
wow, really? which one? just curious
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