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it was cold. and rainy and dark and musty but mostly just cold. she ran out of his apartment half naked; sweats with no shirt. she wasn't even sure if they were hers. you couldn't tell with the rain what was false and what was true, that waterproof mascara though was certainly false advertised. it's the nights like these that make her sit and wonder, is it the vibe she gives off? the way she carries herself? whatever it is, it follows her everywhere. always ready to drop dirt and rain on the sunniest of days.
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Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 11:40 PM UTC
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it was cold. and rainy and dark and musty but mostly just cold. she ran out of his apartment half naked; sweats with no shirt. she wasn't even sure if they were hers. you couldn't tell with the rain what was false and what was true, that waterproof mascara though was certainly false advertised. it's the nights like these that make her sit and wonder, is it the vibe she gives off? the way she carries herself? whatever it is, it follows her everywhere. always ready to drop dirt and rain on the sunniest of days.
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Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 11:40 PM UTC
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