Pretty.
Am in love with Edward all over again.
Too bad twilight can't be made into a literary text for the A levels.
Hot guys spewing literature = no pounding into burgers.
I want to sit at a cafe and sip on iced coffee and watch the world pass by.
Is that too much to ask?
Apparently so.
Hwaiting for GP everybody.
It's kinda nerve wracking.
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