When I was a child, my favorite story was about a man who lived forever, but whose eyes were heavy with the weight of all he'd seen. A man who fell from the stars...it was somewhere right along here that i lost all interest in life. i like long walks, i like puddles, jumping in and jumping out, i like listening to really long stories about who sat next to who at yoga. it is crucial that you know that i possess two X chromosomes, I am on Team Free Will, people love my abbreves, "blushing is common in people who suffer social anxiety" applies to me, and i currently have little direction in life, except to continue marathoning shows i have yet to see. what does
interest me is game of thrones, true blood, the walking dead, the graham norton show, the hbo war trinity (gk especially), fringe, bbc sherlock, doctor who, supernatural, oz, chicago fire's plot
, hemlock grove, workaholics, arrested development, breaking bad, new girl, the mindy project, inside amy schumer, arrow, sons of anarchy, the following, under the dome, graceland, hart of dixie, friday night lights, lotr, cougar town, hans zimmer, happy endings, tosh.0, loki laufeyson, the color grey, pacific rim, sigur rós, james ransone, the vampire diaries, bill maher, applesauce, paul bettany's face, downloading fonts, the great gatsby book and 1974 film, most certainly not
the remake, kristin bauer van straten, large dogs, and serial commas.
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