March 15th, 2008
before my death I hope to obtain my
life.
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life.
"She leaned back and looked at him with something like hurt, and then he almost but didn’t say the two sentences he’d been meaning to say for years: Part of me is made of glass, and also, I love you."
"i always knew what time it was in california."
"God is either dead or he despises us"
"God doesn't hate us. If he did, he wouldn't have made our hearts so brave."
"God doesn't hate us. If he did, he wouldn't have made our hearts so brave."
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