MishaFinch:
Ride or Die
MishaFinch:
Home for Christmas
MishaFinch:
May your days be merry and bright
MishaFinch:
Do you have a tie, babe?
MishaFinch:
Turbulence
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Perfectly Lonely
MishaFinch:
Chance's Angels
MishaFinch:
I wonder what it's like to be a rainmaker...
MishaFinch:
We are never, ever, getting back together
MishaFinch:
Just Like Fire
MishaFinch:
Leather and Long Looks
MishaFinch:
Alone with my thoughts OR Where the wild things are.
MishaFinch:
Merry Christmas from Me to You
MishaFinch:
C'est La Vie
MishaFinch:
“Sometimes I'll Start A Sentence And I Don't Even Know Where It's Going. I Just Hope I Find It Along The Way.” — Michael Scott
MishaFinch:
Something Wicked This Way Comes
MishaFinch:
Swings and Roundabouts
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Crisp Air and Clear Thoughts
MishaFinch:
Pool Daze
MishaFinch:
Thank you for the cover!
MishaFinch:
Seas the day
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Into blue
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We
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Thanks for the feature
MishaFinch:
Baby it's Cold Outside
MishaFinch:
Merry Christmas, Baby
MishaFinch:
Feels like I'm dreaming, but I'm not sleeping
MishaFinch:
Youngblood
MishaFinch:
Unconditionally
MishaFinch:
Waiting for my ship to come in.
