"Only time will tell," that's my answer. Shit.
I can make a mean salad. Perhaps I'm not hopeless in the culinary world.
Nightcap and I'm turning in.
Private//Unhackable
He knows. Now he knows almost everything. What does that get me? What the fuck does that get me?
More, mistrust. Anger. I should have just gone to bed. Too little too fucking late.Let
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