my eye is driving me wild right now. slightly swollen. quiet weekend - i dont mind. i think i might have a secret for the first time. i dare not think on it - let alone tell. i miss quiet summer afternoon breezes. i cant compete with the bubbly chic (nor do i want to) - i have no idea how their insides work. i am not hip. i am of most clumsy in all aspects, if not embarassing. i am undeserving and heavy, heavy. but a feather. i am yesterday's, ive been done before. i am not even in love.
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I think you always have secrets.
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