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Sometimes

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Last seen in San Francisco

...and hopefully, make things a little better

writing a long post about san francisco deluxe. oh boy. i have things to say

evilblood

this august (i cant promise)

“Scorched by the rays My quest is relentless My spirit is desperate To find comfort in the arms of her remedy Chasing a face That has no reflection The lights of salvation Disappear into the shadows of the sand”

I knew his time was coming, and still it hurts. Rest in peace Hoppel.