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by jos » Sat Oct 25, 2025 1:13 pm
"i saw my life branching out before me like the green fig from the story. from
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my dearest melancholic, sylvia plath
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by updog » Sat Oct 25, 2025 1:14 pm
hi, pretty sure this is a banner pet! like, you click the banner & it has a chance of giving you this guy. trade looks pretty unfair to you, though, pretty sure its worth is like super inflated right now
np! vv
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updog on Sat Oct 25, 2025 1:26 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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by jos » Sat Oct 25, 2025 1:23 pm
updog wrote:hi, pretty sure this is a banner pet! like, you click the banner & it has a chance of giving you this guy. trade looks pretty unfair to you, though, pretty sure its worth is like super inflated right now
thank you so much! i was wondering about if it could come from that, but this crazy trade threw me off! i definitely cancelled immediately.. thank you so much for your help <3
"i saw my life branching out before me like the green fig from the story. from
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my dearest melancholic, sylvia plath
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by jos » Sat Oct 25, 2025 1:23 pm
mods can lock this thread now <3 thank youuuu
"i saw my life branching out before me like the green fig from the story. from
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my dearest melancholic, sylvia plath
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