Citas
old and wheezing
And as I closed the door, the only person I hated was myself.
It’s the pushing people away, never do that, it hurts more
footing, fall forward and my much-anticipated Pepsi becomes a sacrificial lamb. Brown fluid drips down the shirts of both boys, because I’m just talented that way.
“Oh, my gosh.” Hand to my mouth, fake wide eyes. “I’m so so
“Oh, my gosh.” Hand to my mouth, fake wide eyes. “I’m so so
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