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Showing posts with label fear. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fear. Show all posts
Saturday, 27 September 2014
can call if you want but there's no one home
Labels:
apple,
bleach,
blogging,
charger,
fear,
friends,
hair,
haircut,
music,
new flat,
nostalgia,
the maine,
what the fuck have you bought,
what the fuck is that like,
what the fuck is that song,
you left me
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