Not even her hands, crafty and consistent as they were, could create a replica of his glamour. It seeped through every pore and discharged onto the floor, lighting it in a way not even the sun could undertake.
hi you beautiful girl, im glad that ive found you again. i love reading your writting, i hope all is well with you, and that picture that you sent me last night i put on my wall. <3
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so cool that I am friend with
someone who writes like that.
more, more, more!!
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p.s its ashley.
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