Well, she's been talking again...
Resurrect a racing mind. It boasts a refusal for slowing.
You've got her riled, spitfire.
These thoughts; marching machines, infinite things, ambitious beasts.
Criminal infantry.
Sleep is an afterthought...
stealstealsteal, you stolen mind. Oh, poor kleptic lifestyle.
While we're waiting, dear eyes are drying.
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oh stealstealsteal. you're almost predictable in a twisted way. I feel, my soul, it makes me happy.
lovvelovve.
~Whitney
I have a game this weekend. We will all be there soon enough.
I'm glad that you love that movie also. "I don't think that a nun would say that about a hill..."
~Whitney
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