He said I was pretty from the inside out, and I didn't know what to say, so I traced a kindergarten heart on his chest and continued to drool into the crook of his shoulder and think in half french and vibrant colors as the indian summer washed over me. "Je vous aime mille temps sur quand nous sommes ensemble bouclés comme ceci"
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
fevers and mirrors
He said I was pretty from the inside out, and I didn't know what to say, so I traced a kindergarten heart on his chest and continued to drool into the crook of his shoulder and think in half french and vibrant colors as the indian summer washed over me. "Je vous aime mille temps sur quand nous sommes ensemble bouclés comme ceci"
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