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"right"

by tranquilitee

You smelled like heaven. And I look like hell. "you're the right person, this is just the wrong time" Well, when is the right time? There's never a right time. You have to put your shit aside, and make room for what's good. Because one day the "right person", won't wait for the "right time". And you'll be wishing they would.
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Aug 3, 2014
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