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She was perfect, in every way, except the fact that everything about her wasn't real.
Not only that but, she was using him to escape her parents hold on her life.
And he was using her, to be with the love of his life.
But she was abandoned, by t...
Kalopsia (n.) The delusion of things being more beautiful than they really are
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She walked out of her house, in simple clothes that were wholesome yet 'stylish' and covered everything.
'Not that there's much to show'
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(What she's wearing^)
I felt myself becoming surprised, she didn't have her signature tote bag.
'How the hell do I know what tote bag she always wears?'
I turn away from my window, feeling my disgust crawl up my neck.
Even if she was pretty, nothing could help her ugly personality.
'Probably off to another charity event'
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I walked into the coffee shop, looking around, my eyes land on a red haired beauty. Her yellow brown eyes met mine, her deep red lips curved into a smile, her deep dimples showing their charm.
I smile back and walk over to her, sitting across from her, her chained necklaces dangled form her bare neck down to her opened shirt that showed just enough cleavage to leave the mind wondering.
She looked at what was in my hands, raised her brows and looked up at me.
I look at my hands and laugh, setting down the coffee and breakfast sandwich. "You said you wanted to come here...but Doh made breakfast and coffee."
She puffed out an exhale, then smiled and leaned onto her hand. "You got another piercing?" I touch my ear, and then sheepishly smile.
