Breezy

Understanding who she is is to want to see her again. The smallest details of our time are the thoughts that haunt my day. She laughed and pushed a strand of hair from her face. She clapped and whispered, this is one of my favorites. She looked into my eyes and made me understand. —The […]
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Published on August 14, 2013 17:52
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