toast.
I've heard it always gets
-one love.
gaps in my trinkets and memories. thats what it means. i hope to say something that maybe someone somewhere will be touched by, maybe it will make your day, heck maybe your week. but my life might just be ok if it made you smiled for a second. my name is bianca. i guess thts all the personal stuff. enjoy*.
I've heard it always gets
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