this is it, no, this is war
this is the only way ill write my autobiography.
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Thursday, February 25, 2010
i wish i was strong enough to write without titles
this is one of my favorite photographs of all time. If you like "Halloween" you'll understand why this is amazing.
and ya know. i never thought i'd say this but damn it feels good to be wrong :)
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