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wrinkled t-shirts for dresses and worn in converse she stopped brushing her hair, wiped off her makeup because she knew he liked it that way and she learned to like it that way too freckled and bare tangles and knots reminding her of his effortless beauty someone told her that beauty fades, but she ignored them well time was fleeting and so was his love and she found herself clinging to something (someone) that didn't exist anymore craving what was lost but **** he's still beautiful, painfully and viciously beautiful knots and tangles and tangles and knots and she misses his hands running through them
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Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 10:26 PM UTC
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wrinkled t-shirts for dresses and worn in converse she stopped brushing her hair, wiped off her makeup because she knew he liked it that way and she learned to like it that way too freckled and bare tangles and knots reminding her of his effortless beauty someone told her that beauty fades, but she ignored them well time was fleeting and so was his love and she found herself clinging to something (someone) that didn't exist anymore craving what was lost but **** he's still beautiful, painfully and viciously beautiful knots and tangles and tangles and knots and she misses his hands running through them
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Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 10:26 PM UTC
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