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These are my days, this is how they stay.
Something's wrong with Chap, but he won't tell me what. Fuck.
zero.seven/zero.four/two.zero.zero.six
Chapter one:
Groggily awake at seven in the morning to an obnoxiously annoying alarm clock that sounds like a gestapo siren blaring. Hit the snooze button and doze off for approximately ten ( Read more... ) -
These bandages cover more than scapes, cuts, and bruises from regrets and mistakes.
So my brother and I didn't get to go to the AFI concert at the House of Blues because it was sold out. So we're going to take a road trip to either Alabama or Pennsylvania to see them. Meanwhile, we'll pick up Dan, and I was thinking we could visit Taylor too. It'd be around her birthday, probably a week or so before, but that's still close enough ( Read more... ) -
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Silence breaks the talking ( Read more... ) -
Love is suicide.
Regret, anyone?
Anyone regret?
Regret anyone?
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Alright, so I was bored and found these amusing. I'm being lame tonight. Read them ( Read more... )
