Eyes and Sounds
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I waited another week, an easy amount from a broader perspective of time. Would you believe me if I told you that I could smell the fact that we wouldn't work out long ago? In love, even, my predation shows its face. I lost the dance, skewered on poisoned tail, but this is hardly surprising. Let us leave it at this: Your eyes, I know they're actually grey, but they were green for me.
Written On: Home Computer
Currently Listening: Green Day - When September Ends (song d/l)