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We ran down the driveway to the cedar-board house,
me laughing in front, he sprinting behind.
He caught me at the porch, one arm around my waist,
my face against his shoulder. I'm too tall.
His lips touched mine. "I can feel your heart."
He grinned. I could hear it in his voice.
"You need to run more."
You do not kiss a girl and tell her she's fat.
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So true missy: I know you're
So true missy:
I know you're not the only one who's heard it.
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No snowflake in an avalanche ever feels responsible.
-Voltaire
Real Eyes: realize: real lies