March 2012
February 2012
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Halfway through...
… the season and no one realizes they’re bunking up in a fucking spiritual half-way house. they’re all dead! get the hell out!
one thing that can always be guaranteed: i’ll give my heart and soul to a person i care for who needs a shoulder to cry on. i’m in the fight with you even if i’m exhausted myself.
the cuter you are, the less i trust you.
