I toss clothing out of my room, all the things I hate wearing get thrown into the hall. Scissors in my hand I hack away until jeans turn into shorts, the copper buttons shining. It's hot out, sunny, and my heart breaks a little at how lonely I am.
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Lost In Our Thoughts
RandomA little bit of fantasy wrapped inside a world of weird, generously topped with a sarcastic friendship laden with problems you wouldn't even believe.
