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Jan 2015
You drunkenly texted me regarding how I'm supposedly "Really pretty"
and how you can "only imagine how much prettier I've gotten" since you last saw me
Well, what makes you think time increases beauty?
Especially when I had none to begin with?
Well, alright yes
My beauty has multiplied by exactly 85 times as much as it used to be
*0 times 85 is still zero though
I hate when he texts me when he is intoxicated. how did a summer romance come to mean too much to me?
Ember Evanescent
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Ember Evanescent  I live In books + my mind
(I live In books + my mind)   
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