Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Sweet stuff from the top of the pop-tarts. Here's something for you to chew my friend.


I'm playing hard-to-get with anger. A new do and a new pair of feet please so I can keep climbing the ladder of awesomeness. I'm extraordinary in all forms of crap.


"I come bearing forgiveness 
 Only love, only love
 even if it's not enough"

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