He was showing her his childhood pics – on her request.
“You were so cute –love that curly mop. U turned into such a freak”
“Don’t call me that”
“F-r-e-a-k”
“I said don’t call me that”
“What will u do?”
“I will kiss you.”
She stared at him and let it out slowly and softly, “freak”.
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Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Random lines
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