You know what I hate about you? The way you smell that lingers in my nostrils like perfume. Your hair gel gets stuck in my poor nose like it was smoke, I’m breathing in smoke and and it burns my insides. 284 more words
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I wrote a song named after a boy once, and the story wasn’t like Taylor Swift’s.
I was a junior in high school and there was a boy in my acting class. 777 more words
Committed to Paper: Master Drawings and Prints by Sculptors at the Frederik Meijer Gardens & Sculpture Park
Frederik Meijer Gardens & Sculpture Park
January 31– April 27, 2014