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she's tired I saw here cry today she cried on the phone over nothing she's exhausted her skin is pale her face is gaunt she's wilting the makeup dripped down her face tears pulling the fragments of black goop mascara down her face
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Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 3:23 AM UTC
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she's tired I saw here cry today she cried on the phone over nothing she's exhausted her skin is pale her face is gaunt she's wilting the makeup dripped down her face tears pulling the fragments of black goop mascara down her face
chelsey-harter
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Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 3:23 AM UTC
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