bruh

hello, plurk. We meet again. You were really handy for some reasons back then, but now, twitter has owned your ass somehow.

remembers being on Plurk during the death day of my Dad. Odd.

and the wonder years.

oh God, 500 Days of Summer never fails to depress me. I hate how it coincidentally relates to my life.

those three words never felt so spine-tingling and shit-inducing as before. I love it. haha

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kidnappedincolor: No jamming on Tuesday! Apparently, Tom won't be at his place. How about Wednesday? Haha

believes.

All My Loving.