it was a rough dry day, the kind of day that the only things you can see are in between the clouds of dust resting in the sticky air...i remember i was wearing my converses, the ones that were held together by a few attachments of string and the rest, with love. I could feel my ponytail swaying in the non-existant breeze, which i created with my
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that was the MOST descriptive dream ever lol. almost like the one where u going to like..mongolia was it or something? haha its a sign..WE NEED TO SEE EACH OTHER!
come hither my rolling rebecca!
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i recon you need unas zapatas nuevas..... ahora!!!
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