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Its weird getting new shoes , i either like them immediately or it takes time our friendship is like converse , it took time but i loved how easily it could be washed , even after a muddy climb i mean slowly i realized that with every wash the color faded a bit i didnt mind the change in color , becuase its a good shoe then holes and rips developed and maybe my feet grew I got tired of the stitches and glue its not that i dont like you its just its hard on me too I had an interesting trip To realize friendship is endship
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Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 2:43 PM UTC
Worn out Converse
Its weird getting new shoes , i either like them immediately or it takes time our friendship is like converse , it took time but i loved how easily it could be washed , even after a muddy climb i mean slowly i realized that with every wash the color faded a bit i didnt mind the change in color , becuase its a good shoe then holes and rips developed and maybe my feet grew I got tired of the stitches and glue its not that i dont like you its just its hard on me too I had an interesting trip To realize friendship is endship
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Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 2:43 PM UTC
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