February 2012
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Sometimes,
I wonder who just sits there and reads my tumblr word for word. Who goes through every single post and try to figure out what it is I’m thinking about, or who I really am. It’s just an interesting thought.
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Tasty talkers
Looking at the cup filled with the many toothbrushes of the house, and couldn’t help thinking they were all looking at each other like they’re in a deep conversation…
Meth is one hell of a drug
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Anonymous asked: describe your perfect partner?
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Anonymous asked: what would a girl have to do to get your attention?