SO MACABRE.
I wish Trent and I could get married in a black forest that smells like density and wilting rose buds :(
Whoops just kidding.
Whoops serious.
Yall thought you knew me.
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the slow sensual crawl to the afterlife.
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"I wish Trent and I could get married in a black forest that smells like density and wilting rose buds :("
That is by a country mile the most pretentious, moronic excuse for a sentence I have ever read. To call you a blogger cheapens the word. Please blog in another language, as you have already ruined this one enough.
PS: VICTOR FUCK YOU!!!
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