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“Okay,” she said, “okay, but I mean like, when I imagine my life - like I don’t want a baby right now. If I got pregnant now… chance would be a fine fucking thing but if I got pregnant now, I would be like, hello Planned Parenthood, one abortion please.” He laughed a little. “I’m not saying now…” he said. “Right, well. I mean, yeah, I want my own spot and I want a book with my face on and I want a fucking star and after I’ve got all that, maybe, yeah,” she thought about Sophia, and the weight of her, the powdery, sugary smell of her, “Yeah, it would be nice. To have a little baby. But I don’t know, man, can you imagine me as a mom?” He said nothing for several heartbeats. “Yeah,” he said, “yeah, I can.” Sometimes, he just knocked her out. Title from Five Years Time by Noah and the Whale.

Fics like and we'll be laughing about how we used to smoke

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