September.
September is coming. And with it, a month of nightmares, flashbacks and loss. Since 2001, it's been the worst month of my life, and I'm expecting this year to be no different.
And I'll tell you, love. I'll tell you all the reasons this month ties me to misery. I'm finally ready. All you've got to do is ask.
And I'll tell you, love. I'll tell you all the reasons this month ties me to misery. I'm finally ready. All you've got to do is ask.
posted by Elliya at 2:49 PM
Where the music is trapped. 
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It better not relate to what I'm thinking of right now :'( because if so I'm going to drive off a bridge and do 30 front flips and a McTwist before I land...
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