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Fleeting
His fingers got caught in my curls, he giggled as he tried to free them, and for a moment I felt pretty.
Published 14th Mar 2025
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Anonymous
14th Mar 2025 1:19pm
I'll bet he felt that way to.
Thanks Metropolis, either that or annoyed and was being nice about it. 😃;)
14th Mar 2025 5:01pm
Regardless.. I'm sure you were the prettier one! 😉
(Straight and to the point!)
(Straight and to the point!)
Anonymous
- Edited 1st Apr 2025 11:45pm
19th Mar 2025 2:27pm
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