smells like spleen spirit.
only just that.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
At my happiest, i realise - i can never ever hold bliss like it was my own.
Friday, November 12, 2010
Having your heart broken is nothing like they'd tell you in books is it. It's like someone left a great big rock on chest, and forgot it there.
i can't deal:(
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