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Dreaming of Broadway, waking to Vaudeville
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Et, comme chaque jour je t'aime davantage, Aujourd'hui plus qu'hier et bien moins que demain
please don't hate me for being a horrible blogger, lord knows i've given you better reasons than that.
you're kinda like hydrogen peroxide to my wounds, burns like hell but always makes me feel better.
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