Maybe 2012 really is my year.

Being sick gives me too much time to just lay here, thinking ( Read more... )

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I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I hate me.

( Being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up. )

( in pictures )

we are the kids who have been saved ( Read more... )