February 2012
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“One day, when I am a braver man, I will tell her these things, and then I will...”
– Charlie Huston, Already Dead
Come a little closer. As the night gets older, of you I grow fonder. Just let my hands wander.
“Hearts are breakable,” Isabelle said. “And I think even when you heal, you’re...”
– Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels
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I hate it when I get ready in hopes of going out at night and doing something, but my plans fail and I waste a day of shaved legs, pretty undergarments, and make up.
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