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I've heard of ghosts. Good ghosts who wander the battlefields at night, guiding soldiers out of danger. You can see their omens everywhere. Omens, warnings of stray bullets and lurking enemies. If I was such a ghost, I would stay so close to you, you could feel my breath on your cheek.

23. Silly. Red hair. Hufflepuff. Accordions. Harry Potter. Doctor Who. Tim&Eric. SNL. Unicorns. Batman. Beards. Pomegranate and Peach flavored anything. The words that come out of my mouth. Laughter. Daydreams.

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    You have killed my enlarged clit.

    My friend had me look up Cumberbatch dancing after I listened to that poem 5 times.
    #shit i say  
    1 month ago on January 25, 2012 at 10:43pm
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