Dexter.

Dec 26, 2007 13:23

Like when love is mere illusion and nothing's left but aching muscles, a tormented head, an unsteady heartbeat, disarray. When you don't know who's inside, who was there first, who will be there next, and why it's this way now. As though a volcano erupted, and forgot to take you with it. Like you're the only one who can see inside this hole. Where ( Read more... )

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linnea December 27 2007, 05:24:07 UTC
I <3 that show!

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