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Apr
My birthday is in ten days. I expect this bastard to be knocking on my door with a black envelope and a toothy grin. “Soon,” he’ll say, “Soon …”.

My birthday is in ten days. I expect this bastard to be knocking on my door with a black envelope and a toothy grin. “Soon,” he’ll say, “Soon …”.

(Source: dormitiondesigns, via beautifulsiren)

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