01 1 / 2012
Brooke locked my keys in the car. We were stuck, out in the cold. This face describes my mood perfectly.
23 8 / 2011
Nora’s stuck in my head.
“SUNRISE SUNRISE, LOOKS LIKE MORNIN’ IN YOUR EYESSS.”
Thanks to Ammorelle’s mix-tape ;D
(Source: recollectandselfreflect)
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