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Your washy grey eyes only meet mine sometimes when you’re being really serious. On days when you laugh we talk about how when we’re old and rich, I’ll buy you a green Lambo and you’ll buy me a red one. Or, how one day you’ll be president. I try my hardest to make you smile on days like these they don’t come very often anymore your cheeks are hollowed deeper whispered to me late at night about that needle because you trust me for some reason you have decided I’m the one you will trust and I think that’s why I try so hard to make you smile on days when you laugh.
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Jul 20, 2011
Jul 20, 2011 at 10:35 PM UTC
Character Sketch on a Drug Dealer #1
Your washy grey eyes only meet mine sometimes when you’re being really serious. On days when you laugh we talk about how when we’re old and rich, I’ll buy you a green Lambo and you’ll buy me a red one. Or, how one day you’ll be president. I try my hardest to make you smile on days like these they don’t come very often anymore your cheeks are hollowed deeper whispered to me late at night about that needle because you trust me for some reason you have decided I’m the one you will trust and I think that’s why I try so hard to make you smile on days when you laugh.
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Jul 20, 2011
Jul 20, 2011 at 10:35 PM UTC
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