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Moved. Add. Or don't add. I can't be bothered. Later.

There's nothing better than lying in bed with someone you love on a windy saturday afternoon listening to death cab, holding hands and just looking at the ceiling.

♥

A foreword to this post:
On the 7th of November 2005, the higher powers above have decided to give me a gift. Of a fractured ankle. Thanks a fucking lot assholes.Given the latest circumstances i've been put under, it's evident i'm doing something wrong with my life to incur the wrath of god in such a manner ( Read more... )

I wish there were free toys in my cereal boxes.

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