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girls adorned with Blair Waldorf headbands.
her supreme glare and raised chin says, we’ll be victorious, little gremlins.
“Hi, it’s Daisy. Not Duck and not Duke. Definitely not Buchanan. I’m a Meadows. If you haven’t misdialed then leave your name after the beep, and I’ll call back when I return from the moon—”
I married the love of my life. I’m about to climb towards paradise. My gaze drifts towards the sun. I’m alive.