Ace Loves You
Just a girl, a box and her glitter~
DUMBLEDORE'S ARMY
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I used to know this girl, who cried on her 13th birthday because glossy wrapping paper and pastel tissues weren’t enough to cover her faery-wing skin. She cried and blamed it on the artificial tears, the saline, the dust in her eyes; she cried and we all crowded into her tiny bathroom to watch…
Almost
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Crying on my front porch,Watching the devastatingly beautiful rain, listening to pandora. Guess it is just one of those days….
