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Tuesday, July 27, 2010
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Don't call my name
Sometimes I can't think straight. Sometimes those ...
Please?
Words mean what?
York. Oxford. Ibiza is home.
Grass
Sometimes it works
Bare Bones Magazine
You'll see.
The thing about love is, I never saw it coming.
Alright, guys.
The road was callin and I's on my way.
Midnight dreamer
Today, I miss this:
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