"You don't get your tooth back. I keep your tooth. I drill a tiny hole through it, wear it around my neck. I become your god." Weeds - Season 4. Nancy.
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- jesselia
- Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
- french croissant with krisprolls' crunch meets karipap.
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- Word Up :: 005
- The xx - Crystalised
- Dan Deacon's beacon.
- Word Up :: 004
- This world needs a new kind of army - The Army of ...
- Captain Abu Raed :: I see magic.
- Speech Debelle: she fresh like a cucumber in yogurt.
- Give a damn for GOOD.
- My First Whateverthatwas Anonymous Session.
- Word Up :: 003
- Dean Chamberlain does it bright.
- I do this OCT - On Company Time
- Word Up :: 002
- Metric - Live It Out
- Word Up :: 001
- Yeah Yeah Yeahs and Shena Ringo
- Kenapa ko takleh multi-task? Because you are men.
- Kids aren't afraid of being wrong.
- Fail. Fail again. Fail better.
- I always hated history, it's got nothing to do wit...
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