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Wilbur never really thought about things for the first thirteen years. Never thought things through. Acted. Disregarded. He never believed in much of anything either. He certainly never believed that he would be friends with his dad.
But then, it wasn’t really his dad was it? Well. It was. But this boy was younger than he was. This boy was dejected, hopeful, sorrowful. How could you live knowing that your mother gave you up? All he wanted was a mom, and all Wilbur wanted was for his to ease off.
After their adventure, Wilbur didn’t take his mom for granted quite so much. Granted, cleaning the enti
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My cousin and I touched Freeeeemans!: [link]
Next Time I feel like bashing them to hell, I'll come to you first.
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The closer you are to the light, the greater your shadow becomes.
Proud to be an Organizaton XIII fangirl <3
I am a nobody; nobody is perfect, and therefore I am perfect.
Kudos for you and freedom of art <3
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Enjoy the little things.
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