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The scary thing about perfection.

You called me perfect and it scared me.

I fail to find the perfection that you claim I am. But you argue that I’m perfect for you and it scared me. 568 more words

Inside The Mind Of An April

14/04/14

I vividly remember the dream I had last night.

I was walking down a familiar route, the route which would lead me to where my friends hang-out: a stone table with benches. 875 more words

Inside The Mind Of An April