green eggs question mark.there’s nothing more beautiful thangreen eggs question mark.
boys with long hair and wistful smiles, plastered to their faces by the pouring rain.
(pneumonia always loved me.)
hold tight onto that dreary skyline, close your eyes and pretend we’re in London, because we love baking and mass murderers.
(i’ll be Johanna if you’ll be Anthony.)
you’ll have to forgive m
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"you can't eat books, sweetheart."
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