1. I lean over the edge. My feet never touch the ground, but I fly.
2. She ran her hand down my arm. Then she proceeded to wrap her arms around me.
3. Dancing is an outlet. Soaring to the music instead of putting a gun to you head and pulling the trigger.
Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 12:26 PM UTC
1. I lean over the edge. My feet never touch the ground, but I fly.
2. She ran her hand down my arm. Then she proceeded to wrap her arms around me.
3. Dancing is an outlet. Soaring to the music instead of putting a gun to you head and pulling the trigger.
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