My blog on Tumblr Mrs Cullen, you ll be the death of He waits staring out of the window, master of his down at the little people below from this castle in the sky (c) Oh, if I could just erase your pain, I would I d do anything and I want nothing more than to kiss every single scar I can see, to kiss away those hideous years of I know I Suddenly he drops, in front of me, to his takes a
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