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Every silver lining in the cloud; that autumn breeze you feel on your face every morning; the hushed whispers of admiration they throw at you when you walk through the crowded hallways. Freshman girls looking at you, smiling and waving to you, barely able to constrain their excitement. Guys falling all over themselves trying to get your number. Sniff, undignified.
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Pretty Little Liar
Teen FictionWhen you're at the edge, almost tipping over, you're alone, fighting, sometimes barely even breathing. Because you're trying to save yourself from the plunge; you look down at the abyss and shiver, its such a long way down. "I don't want to fall," y...
