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The girl with vintage dresses and flowers in her hair is not as naive as you think she is. With every toss of her satin-black locks, she'll have you wrapped up around her finger. The girl with red lipstick and flushed cheeks, is not as shy as you think she is.  She's disguising her thoughts;  she's planning the entire universe in her head.  The girl with a different book each day in her hand, is already writing her own with memories of those who have scarred her and transformed her into  the girl with vintage dresses and flowers in her hair who now has the power to maneuver her way into your thoughts, and **** you with nothing but a stare.
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Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 11:38 AM UTC
The Girl With Vintage Dresses And Flowers In Her Hair
The girl with vintage dresses and flowers in her hair is not as naive as you think she is. With every toss of her satin-black locks, she'll have you wrapped up around her finger. The girl with red lipstick and flushed cheeks, is not as shy as you think she is.  She's disguising her thoughts;  she's planning the entire universe in her head.  The girl with a different book each day in her hand, is already writing her own with memories of those who have scarred her and transformed her into  the girl with vintage dresses and flowers in her hair who now has the power to maneuver her way into your thoughts, and **** you with nothing but a stare.
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Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 11:38 AM UTC
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