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Monday, October 15, 2012



The sky. Dusk clouds. 

Sometimes I feel like I've got this little ball, like a snow ball, that just keeps rolling and rolling and picking up layers and layers of snow. Like there is this tiny ball that I am holding to my chest and it keeps getting bigger and bigger and I keep getting bigger and bigger and farther away from the girl I used to be. 


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