i met this girl today who smiled at me the same way she smiled at everyone else. she didn't act like i was different from other people. she didn't laugh at the boy with pink fingernails. she didn't turn her nose up at the pair of women holding hands. she was made up of pure understanding, and so she was acceptance.
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consumed.
Teen Fictionif you aren't careful, you might just let your emotions c o n s u m e you.
