Rebel Without A Clue
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
we're all the same, star dust and stuff.
perfect.
i know it's fucking saccharine, but i endeavour for nothing more than for a guy to look into my eyes and say "i got you, you'll be okay."
le sigh.
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