Grand Moff Tarkin
You're sly, cunning, and apparently you smell bad. But you have cheekbones that Giselle Bundchen would kill for.
Take the Imperial Test at Bucketheads!
Grand Moff Tarkin
You're sly, cunning, and apparently you smell bad. But you have cheekbones that Giselle Bundchen would kill for.
Take the Imperial Test at Bucketheads!
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Pick apart The pieces of your heart And let me peer inside Let me in Where only your thoughts have been Let me occupy your mind As you do mine…