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Phone.
Joanne: Whose talking ghetto? Camille: Me! Camille: Camille! Camille: Calimine! -
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(via papertissue)
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"Faith, welcome back
It’s been awhile since we hung out
Have you come to get me back on track?
You know they didn’t have to do this now
But I don’t have no
Time to waste for me now
About how they abandoned me at the worst time." -
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Brother from another mother.
Joanne: BA BA BA BALLZ David: LO LO LO LOVE -
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My heart is so heavy.
It’s almost unbearable. Maybe I just feel this way because it’s Christmas today. I’m not sure. Oh my lord. Why are all these feelings rushing back lately? Nothing has change. Nothing. I wish I could erase every memory of us from my mind. Merry Christmas love.
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- text a loaded god complex, cock it and pull it
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I love the feeling,
of getting so wrapped up in a book. To the point that you feel the pain or happiness that the characters are going through, and that you became so close to them that once the book is over, you feel like you’re going through withdrawal. I love books, what can I say.
