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c'est la vie

my perfume is nice, but I must admit that I like it a lot more when the scent that clings to my collarbones and my favorite sweater is the same one I would find on the pillows in your room, or better yet, when I'm wrapped in your arms.

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Published: Jan 7, 2014
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