burningupasun: ship → bradley james/angel coubly or arthur/gwen requested by tod
burningupasun: ship → bradley james/angel coubly or arthur/gwen requested by todayisawindingroad shuffle → glass by ingrid michaelson Rolled around on kitchen floors.Tied my tongue in pretty bows with yours.And now we pass and just like glassI see through you, you see through me like I’m not there. And I am blind. I can not find the heart I gave to you. -- source link
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