13 March 2014

this is me not talking to you.

before this foul temper of mine burn your heart with the hardest flame, i'm going to go wash my hands. and my face. and also my neck. because that's what i do. and then lock myself alone in this little cube. and talk anything rubbish to this totally freaking stranger called Blogger.

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