Y/Y?
I vote yes. Cept I'm chubbier.
HAY THERE LONG LOST BROTHER!
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Bethy doesn't sleep...
...she just counts sheep. |
I've got a big mouth.
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- You know how sometimes you read something and pict...
- TRUE FUCKING LOVE.
- "dont for a second think i have forgotten you or t...
- You could trade mistakes for sheep and count me aw...
- Seperated at birth.
- Tana Marie Hayes
- Chapter 8: You're still the good-for-nothing I don...
- Turn this up, I'll tune you out. Another night alo...
- Chapter 7: My Insides Are Copper. I'd Kill To Make...
- Spencer Smith: Jasey's baby daddy.
- Bare Me New Bones.
- Chapter 6: You Can Take Your Time, Take My Time.
- Chapter 5: They Call Kids Like Us Vicious and Carv...
- Chapter 4: When All You Want Is One More Saturday.
- People never change.
- I can't stand this.
- I want to make myself believe you're up there, but...
- Chapter 3: Seventeen Ain't So Sweet.
- Get some sleep. Except I need you more than I need...
- Sometimes it's headaches and sometimes it's hearta...
- Visual Aid: I felt creepy getting these pictures.
- Chapter 2: I Don't Blame You For Being You.
- Chapter One: After Everything I've seen and All I'...
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You just think you know me.
- Bethy
- I'm Bethy. I write a lot, and most of it makes no sense. Bare with me though, you might get into it.
This is like...
| lying on the rug in your parents front hall at 4am after you realize you aren't really friends with your friends anymore |
2 comments:
holy shit.
creepyyy.
me and trohman, then rachie and ryland, now you and spencer.
we're a group of celeb look alikes. haha.
Yes. We are.
We are their sister's.
We could totally get into shows. Haha.
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