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"High hopes... I guess" she mumbled whilst licking the jay to seal it, not breaking eye contact for a second. Truth is, I felt myself doing backstrokes in the ambiguity of her eye contact because I had no idea whether or not she was talking about us, or the 420.
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Jul 30, 2017
Jul 30, 2017 at 8:40 AM UTC
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"High hopes... I guess" she mumbled whilst licking the jay to seal it, not breaking eye contact for a second. Truth is, I felt myself doing backstrokes in the ambiguity of her eye contact because I had no idea whether or not she was talking about us, or the 420.
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Jul 30, 2017
Jul 30, 2017 at 8:40 AM UTC
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