Celaena (2008) in Background Noise
- Nov. 19, 2015, 2:54 a.m.
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She appears in front of me and stares into my eyes. She has pretty eyes. Green with flecks of hazel. I don’t think she is Mexican. She smiles. It is a sad but pretty smile. I pretend I can’t see the teeth.
Last updated November 19, 2015
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