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Oct 2010
I wore pink today and also the brown shoes you
always make fun of.
My lashes were curled and dry for once. I thought you would
kiss me and hold me and make me feel pretty. I thought it was
going to be a
(perfect) good
day.
.
.
My pillow begs to differ
Written by
Breathing Ice
569
   Riz Mack
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