They’ve started counting. You scan the room until your eyes find his. Wanting to be together, you both hurry through the crowd. 3..2..1.. *cue fireworks*
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They’ve started counting. You scan the room until your eyes find his. Wanting to be together, you both hurry through the crowd. 3..2..1.. *cue fireworks*
Weight | 0.5 oz |
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Dimensions | 1.125 × 1.125 × 3 in |
Characteristic | Glitter |
Color | Gold |
Going shopping for the annual ugly sweater party that someone always manages to throw.
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.
As you sit in the audience with all the other proud parents you cant help but drift back to your ballet debut. Once a sugar plum fairy, always a sugar plum fairy.
The grass conforms to your bodies like memory foam. Hand in hand you lie together staring at the moon sharing your hopes and dreams.
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.”
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