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His heels are black and cold. Twenty thousand miles, bloke, straight-up dead. Can you not care for him now? I see now that you cannot.
I wondered what would happen if she kissed me. I don't think about her too much, I swear, I just wondered today what her lips would feel like. Does she taste good? i would really like to find out. I met her just yesterday--i knew I should have gotten up the courage and talked to her, but all I could do was just look. Green eyes, curly hair that touches her neck so lightly...