i've decided that i'm going to go through your stuff tomorrow. (no, it is not because your mother told me to grow a pair and get over it already.)
YOU ARE READING
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Random[finished] thoughts are whispers floating in the wind, capturing every part of our being in the way only we know [lowercase intended]
tomorrow
i've decided that i'm going to go through your stuff tomorrow. (no, it is not because your mother told me to grow a pair and get over it already.)
