Final Cut
Drop dead or fuck off.
Whatever suits you.
posted by eternal sunshine @ 10:18 AM
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whatever
"It was one of those days when it's a minute away from snowing and there's this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it. And this bag was, like, dancing with me. Like a little kid begging me to play with it. And that's the day I knew there was this entire life behind things, and... this incredibly benevolent force, that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid, ever. Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it, like my heart's going to cave in."
Monday, December 04, 2006
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Go Sara! :) é assim mesmo, miga!
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