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Sunday, November 1, 2009
IF MY HEART IS MADE OUT OF GOLD THEN WHY DOES IT FEEL LIKE I'M HERE ALL ALONE?
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IF MY HEART IS MADE OUT OF GOLD THEN WHY DOES IT F...
more often than not i like to say fuck it
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