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Feb 2014
it's always the little things that get romanticized but nobody really notices the little things like the way you smoke a cigarette with shaking hands and shifty eyes and how one of my eyebrows is smaller than the other and how the sunlight mixes with the sky and makes the river appear yellow and blue simultaneously and the pictures in your basement have never collected enough dust to be seen and maybe the little things don't really matter but ******* do they make life a whole lot prettier
IM LOST AND ALONE
Abigail
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Abigail  cincinnati
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