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THIS IS MY LOT, BEAUTIFUL STRANGERS.
 When all I hear sometimes is shouting and fits of rage in the murky background, for a moment, I hold that slight glimmer of hope that someone out there, without being told, would know I need a hug, or just words that remind me that nothing matters, and life is, after all, beautiful. And I get it from you, a stranger. But for now, I don't need you to tell me why you're here. Just stay- because you actually...make me smile. TonFlyingHigh!10:21 PM *** |
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