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She laid her head on the desk and cried another ocean between them. This one hot and contaminated with the dregs of yesterday's make-up.
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Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 7:27 AM UTC
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She laid her head on the desk and cried another ocean between them. This one hot and contaminated with the dregs of yesterday's make-up.
hannah-morse
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Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 7:27 AM UTC
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