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Just because I carry it so well doesn't mean it's not heavy.
January 30, 2026 at 3:52 PM
Don't trust everything you see, even salt looks like sugar.
January 30, 2026 at 3:42 PM
Just because I carry it so well doesn't mean it's not heavy.
January 30, 2026 at 3:29 PM
"Did you just fall?" "No, I attacked the floor." "Backwards?" "I'm freaking talented!"
January 30, 2026 at 3:16 PM
I will not be another flower picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find, and impossible to forget.
January 30, 2026 at 3:07 PM
I'm not a psychopath, Anderson. I'm a high-functioning sociopath. Do your research.
January 30, 2026 at 2:58 PM
No one is coming to save you. Get up.
January 30, 2026 at 2:47 PM
Don't trust everything you see, even salt looks like sugar.
January 30, 2026 at 2:35 PM
She would've made such a lovely bride. What a shame she's fucked in the head.
January 30, 2026 at 2:28 PM
An apple a day keeps anyone away if you throw it hard enough.
January 30, 2026 at 2:15 PM
I'm not sure what the definition of 'happy' is, but I know that it's not 'this.'
January 30, 2026 at 2:06 PM
What you call ‘love’ was invented by guys like me to sell Nylons.
January 30, 2026 at 1:58 PM
I'm okay-ish
Yeah, I'm okay BITCH
January 30, 2026 at 1:46 PM
I would love to go... Back to the old house... But I never will.
January 30, 2026 at 1:35 PM
An apple a day keeps anyone away if you throw it hard enough.
January 30, 2026 at 1:24 PM
This could never work, is what we said at first
But whatever this is, it's workin'
January 30, 2026 at 1:12 PM
The final gunshot was an exclamation mark to this whole mess.
January 30, 2026 at 1:02 PM
She would've made such a lovely bride. What a shame she's fucked in the head.
January 30, 2026 at 12:52 PM
To be a star, you must burn.
January 30, 2026 at 12:42 PM
The hurt look in her eyes. That's when I knew I'd fucked up.
January 30, 2026 at 12:33 PM
My own death does not frighten me. But yours? Oh, that is my greatest, deepest fear.
January 30, 2026 at 12:23 PM
The final gunshot was an exclamation mark to this whole mess.
January 30, 2026 at 12:11 PM
It's hard to turn the page when you know someone won't be in the next chapter, but the story must go on.
January 30, 2026 at 11:59 AM
Don't trust everything you see, even salt looks like sugar.
January 30, 2026 at 11:47 AM
And you never knew how much I really liked you. Cause I never even told you. Oh, and I meant to...
January 30, 2026 at 11:36 AM