*sigh*
2500 yrds, sprints, fly. no pain. good. so good.
He studied her. "How old are you, if I may ask?"
"Sixteen"
"You're pretty."
She narrowed her eyes. "I'm not."
"Unusual."
"That's not the same."
"It lasts longer."
sometimes, i feel so alone.
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"Positive thoughts," Melanie said.
"Positive thoughts," Charlotte agreed.
Kitchen counters, she was thinking.
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and lonely.
(and they're not the same thing)