Naive little jaded me. I watched them all parade around in valiant masculinity. Masks with fake smiles, fake words, but their eyes, their eyes tell. They tell what is not spoken. I watched. I watched and they glided around me, hovering like buzzard to the prey. I was the prey. Feast on me, feast on my innocence. Your smile gave me comfort, know
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Beautiful as always. If you dont become some form of writter, I will be very disapointed.
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I miss you!!! Gah, you need to call me so we can get together.
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*sighs*
idk when, but we should do something
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...that was, in every bit, an attempt at hummor, and not at all meant to be insulty.
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