Twelve Wild Ducks
"Finally, one day, when she was walking through deep woods, she grew tired and fell asleep on a mossy tuft. She dreamed that she was walking deeper and deeper into the woods and then came to a little wooden hut, and within the hut she found her brothers. Just then she awoke. Straight before her she noticed a worn path in the green moss that she
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He sounds like a prince, he really does.
P.S.-
I love you. And I don't think I hate Alex that much. I can't tolerate her for more than an hour a day, but I don't think that qualifies as hate.
I won't be at school tomorrow. I've got a doctor's appt. And I'm getting my hair cut. Possibly.
Mucho love. <3
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