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Caramel Coffee Shop

He has etch-a-sketch lines around his eyes

Sitting, leaning, portraying some sort of brash confidence. That he would perhaps get lucky on this

Tuesday

Where the wind blew silently and dew drops slid down the car windows like

silk gliding in the air or petals

splashing, expanding as they thud to the

ground was worn down, perhaps it was the time, or perhaps it was the lack thereof.

She is twirling her hair. I want to

scream WOMAN grow some ***** Sit up straight you

are letting him

 

Win with your Gucci-knockoff handbag and

blonde blonde hair you are

just like all of the other ****** looking for their

first and last love. Could you please explain

Why you chose to wear THAT on your

first date?

 

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lorelei-adams
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Dec 13, 2011
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