you tolerate a bad smell.
you tolerate dealing with a broken leg.
you tolerate bad weather.
you do not tolerate me.
Quis fuit ille personatus?
- Marit fp
- aspiring graduate student of biological oceanography, currently hosting an epic battle between real life working as an EMT and the rebel alliance in my brain that want me to run away to the tundra and spend my days knitting, skiing, reading, writing, and playing with molten metal. some days the Rebels win.
Danger, Danger Will Robinson!
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