Well Poop.


BetrayalMy Darling JulyBetrayal
Sitting next to me with your legs crossed, Gripping your light green lead pencil firmly, But not tightly. Staring at your paper with a calm expression on your delicate face, Working ever so diligently. Your subtle presence beside me, Fills me with an indescribable feeling. I glanced over to look at you, As you turned your head and caught my eyes. Time seemingly stopped, As we were locked into an intense moment of staring. Suddenly,
I was slapped. Slapped extremely hard against my right cheek, As the back of your hand flew b
Nature
How are you?
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MOVED!
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