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274 : a lover to burn
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tasha
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Friday, 30 September 2016
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i think it started when you realised that i wanted to be ruined a little bit more than i wanted to be loved i think it st...
268 : all my sleeves are stained red
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tasha
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Tuesday, 27 September 2016
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There's a monster in your bed, kid. You let him in. You took his hand. You showed him your home. There's a monster i...
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158 : take my past and take my sins
When the sun comes out, I loll. I kind of amble about and collapse in the garden, and then play some badminton and collapse in the shad...
66 : someone's bound to get burned
It has struck me that 90% of the photos I've taken this year are of flowers, and I've got a couple of reasons for this. The f...
152 : we sing it proudly
The power went out. Rob and I socialised with each other for an entire two hours. And it was awesome Taylor Swift/New Romantics...
77 : play me like a symphony
(You can do it, lil trucka.) The Veronicas/You Ruin Me
352 : i wouldn't let you complete me
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199 : everyone knows but not what to say
So I was gong to play catch-up again, but then I looked at the sheer number of posts that I'd have to, y'know, post - and what ...
351 : hold on, it's a marathon
You know Christmas is well and truly on it's way when a friend stops by with a 4kg Christmas Cake and goes "Can you help me po...
355 ◘ now or never, do or die.
Our love story was always a love story. We were never anything else. None of this “will they? Won’t they?” We would. We always would. Becaus...
347 : bang bang, two shots fired
I don’t know if I believe in guardian angels or not, but if they are up there – if there’s someone keeping watch – then I bet she...
274 : a lover to burn
i think it started when you realised that i wanted to be ruined a little bit more than i wanted to be loved i think it st...
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158 : take my past and take my sins
When the sun comes out, I loll. I kind of amble about and collapse in the garden, and then play some badminton and collapse in the shad...
66 : someone's bound to get burned
It has struck me that 90% of the photos I've taken this year are of flowers, and I've got a couple of reasons for this. The f...
152 : we sing it proudly
The power went out. Rob and I socialised with each other for an entire two hours. And it was awesome Taylor Swift/New Romantics...
77 : play me like a symphony
(You can do it, lil trucka.) The Veronicas/You Ruin Me
352 : i wouldn't let you complete me
Update on the Christmas Cake: It's winging it's way across the country, and I got a bottle of wine and a Christmas card for my ...
199 : everyone knows but not what to say
So I was gong to play catch-up again, but then I looked at the sheer number of posts that I'd have to, y'know, post - and what ...
351 : hold on, it's a marathon
You know Christmas is well and truly on it's way when a friend stops by with a 4kg Christmas Cake and goes "Can you help me po...
355 ◘ now or never, do or die.
Our love story was always a love story. We were never anything else. None of this “will they? Won’t they?” We would. We always would. Becaus...
347 : bang bang, two shots fired
I don’t know if I believe in guardian angels or not, but if they are up there – if there’s someone keeping watch – then I bet she...
274 : a lover to burn
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