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Pavement rolls and evaporates under night, thick and crisp with promise. Her eyes find the mirror and watch the past disappear with each turn of the wheel. She sighs, the cool air that whips gently on her face is a constant reminder of the beauty in simplicity. | Her eyes are vain but her heart is pure. | The dark grey ground sinks below summer ( Read more... )

Ready for summer.

Yes. I made an LJ. I paid for my Xanga and I don't know when it's going to run out. [And I was bored ( Read more... )