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your friends are my friends.
this is why i never share my favorite things.
this is why i never share my favorite things.
HaleyHistory | |
20th July 2005
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your friends are my friends.
this is why i never share my favorite things.
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i have dreams
that come during the day scenes of dancing marionettes happy and perfect. suddenly swung; dashed to pieces against the glossy ebony stage. | |