Scarlett Atmospheres Big Fat Blog
The goofy words that come out of my mouth, that I like to call art.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
She wasn't lying at all, so he took out his flask and drank two little sips before entering this abysmal stage of confusion. The curtains were backwards and the candles burned up from the bottom.
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