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with him. Let's call him Ashton.
I'm batting my eyelashes at
him. You know. HIM. Ashton. He's blushing and wearing this big intimate grin.
Looking deep into his thoughtful brown eyes. Memories are ressurected of track meets bus rides side by side Long walks around the school campus. Winter days and spring time nights. Those were the days when anything would brighten our little corner of
this lovely game.
And I'm just standing here looking a
Karasu
by £deviantWEAR
by `jasinski
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Free thinking cat shits outside the box
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Free thinking cat shits outside the box
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Just look the other way.
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