She is, her comrades tell her, full of romantic error, for what she defines as cynicism in them is merely "a developed sense of reality." She is almost too willing to say, "I am wrong, I suppose I don't really understand the principles," and afterward she makes a secret truce with herself, determined not to surrender her will to such expedient
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Let's do laundry together for hours and watch Almost Famous all night until we can't possibly watch it anymore.
Let's eat Taco Bell while screaming like obnoxious animals and throw feces at each other.
Let's go on a camping trip in my living room and make smores while telling ghost stories about Hoodoo.
Let's buy all the fruit punch in the world and drink every single one of them until somehow we actually get drunk off of it.
Let's take lots of sexy pictures in towels and skimpy outfits and use my printer to print them out and publish them in Maxim magazine.
If you want.
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