Skimming through an old diary you land on page with a memory so clear it might as well be a picture. “Dear Diary, September 7, 2006…he kissed me.”
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Skimming through an old diary you land on page with a memory so clear it might as well be a picture. “Dear Diary, September 7, 2006…he kissed me.”
Weight | 0.5 oz |
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Dimensions | 1.125 × 1.125 × 3 in |
Color | Neutral, Pink |
Characteristic | Cream |
Arriving to warm hugs from all the relatives you haven’t seen in awhile at the family get together.
As you sit in the audience with all the other proud parents you cant help but drift back to your ballet debut. Once a sugar plum fairy, always a sugar plum fairy.
They've started counting. You scan the room until your eyes find his. Wanting to be together, you both hurry through the crowd. 3..2..1.. *cue fireworks*
10 PM. That was pretty late for a five year old. But there you were, every year, with all your siblings fighting a loosing battle against sleep. All so you could catch a glimpse of the man himself.
Laying in bed, late at night and he sends you those four infamous words “send me a pic”
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