Polaroid
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Him. The stares, the constant following eyes, the direction of where he securely stands is all too much for me. A man with the hooded eyes of light browns but yet deceiving behavior of someone who's tried to get what he wants. A tiring image to me who's seen every little bit of a man who calls himself a most 'real' one. Pffft! Hardly believable...
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