Oooh.
I like it when you're dead.
I like it when you kill me.
Modern Romance.
Monday
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I fall into melancholies of honey and roses which are none the less melancholy... I assure you that there is only one pleasure: learning what one does not know, and one happiness: loving the exceptions. - George Sand myspace.com/kittykarlisle
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