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.Pixie Dust.
Dead Account Holder
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05-05-2008, 09:09 AM
He looks like he should be a movie star. He could have any girl he could ever want. Just one smile would be enough to turn even the hardest of snobby females to mush. He has the ability to take my breath away without having any idea I am suffocating infront of him. He is the ultimate in perfect. I am the ultimate in shame. I wish so much to be in his world. A world of sweet devinity and unaging beauty. A world of intricate emotions and the intoxicating scent of his colonge. Maybe, if I too had be born so ideal; so wonderfully perfect and impressive I could be in that world. His world. Then maybe I could call it "our" world. Maybe then there could be happiness under all this tattered rags and empty soul. Maybe then I would want to be.
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