everyone looked at me with fear.
well, not exactly everyone.
the boy in thigh highs wasn't scared.
but, you could see the confusion in his innocent little face.
poor boy,
poor, poor, boy.
you don't deserve this.
you really dont.
-p.l.
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thigh highs // phan
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