February 2012
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I want to become a Storm Chaser.
Living life one storm at a time. At least this way one will be expecting every curve-ball coming in their direction.
Feeling Unwelcomed
In your own house.
WOW.
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“The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to...”
– 1984, George Orwell (via mentalfornication)
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