It’s a feeling that is difficult to explain. As soon as I saw him, I felt a magical rush running through my body. It is almost as though butterflies are dancing. I can no longer hide this sensation. I simply must confess.
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It’s a feeling that is difficult to explain. As soon as I saw him, I felt a magical rush running through my body. It is almost as though butterflies are dancing. I can no longer hide this sensation. I simply must confess.
Weight | 0.5 oz |
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Dimensions | 1.125 × 1.125 × 3 in |
Characteristic | Cream |
Color | Neutral, Pink |
Walking into the club with your girls, there’s a silent agreement among you that on the way to the bar you’re all going to slay. You can’t simply walk in a color this fierce. You have to strut.
Skimming through an old diary you land on page with a memory so clear it might as well be a picture. “Dear Diary, September 7, 2006…he kissed me.”
It’s polite to ask but we all know, as my friend, you have no choice. Participation is mandatory.
10 PM. That was pretty late for a five year old. But there you were, every year, with all your siblings fighting a loosing battle against sleep. All so you could catch a glimpse of the man himself.
What your oversized shades don’t cover, your wide brim fedora makes up for. You don’t let the chaos around you break your stride. In the midst of all the young fans and paparazzi, taupe bag in hand, you own the sidewalk like a runway.
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