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Só eu nunca consegui jogar uma pipoca pra cima e acertar na minha boca?
(Source: enrolada-no-spaghetti)
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“During afternoon tea there’s a shift in the air
A bone-trembling chill that tells you she’s there
There are those who believe the whole town is cursed
But the house in the marsh is by far the worst
What she wants is unknown, but she always comes back,
The spectre of darkness; the Woman in Black.”
