March 2012
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February 2012
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Why do I do this to myself.
The first thing you hear is nothing.
Though, it’s not nothing. It’s a ringing sound. Everything feels fuzzy, fake. You think you might be dead. Your eyes open and there’s pain. You can’t make anything out. It’s too bright and the ringing turns into a buzzing sound that’s making your head hurt even more. The window is blown out, the windshield is destroyed....
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Felicity Huffmaaaaaaan....
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“I need to love you with an iron fist. I need to love you with a secret list. I...”
– BNL.
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we are the masters of our fault.
and every move reverberates the things that make us human.
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