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It doesn’t happen often, but when I think about you, all the air escapes my lungs, and I’m left suffocating — I panic, and the pain intensifies —
It's true what they say, "Life is like photography; you develop from the negatives."
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iced green tea mojito.
beer popsicles with lemon pale ale.
golden oreo cake batter blondies.