(Wordsworth):
I was like, either you can see the dead or you suck at math. Which is it?
Good Night Bad Night
On my way to a booty-call last night I thought shit, what if she’s dead?
Good Night Bad Night
(Keats):
He had a handful of exotic fruit when he woke me. It was a bit creepy but whatevs, I’ve been meaning to get out more.
Good Night Bad Night
WTF! He married a serpent?! Hottttt! LOL!!!
Good Night Bad Night
(Coleridge):
FML! Can’t make the wedding. Got stopped by a fucking Mariner. Totally on E. I’m sending a pic!
Good Night Bad Night
Before that dude showed up you were talking about pleasure domes and measureless caverns. Must have been good shit, bro!
Good Night Bad Night
(Lord Byron):
X: I don’t care if she walks like the night; Anne’s your cousin.
Y: By marriage, asshole. By marriage.
Good Night Bad Night
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I could see Coleridge and Byron being pretty active contributors to fmylife too