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Id-ing again
Flower girl
Swan Prince

Opening the Paper Bagi.Opening the Paper Bag
When it first began I saw myself like the member of a petrified audience, pushing and fighting against what was going on outside of of my control. My heart did not want to wrap itself up in a man who didn't belong to my world, who didn't belong to me. He was a collection of intricate glass figures and I was only a clumsy fingered girl who had no place in the display.
I was a cautious person and scared of what would happen if I kept going. I didn't know what parts of me would spill out into the world never to be caught and saved again. I was wary of everything and anything. It could be that I had been hurt too hard, too often
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by *celesse| "This is my face. I've got a thousand opinions and not the time, not the time to explain. And this is my body, and no matter how you try to disable it; yes I'll still be here. And this is my mind, and though you try to infringe, you cannot confine. And this is my brain. And even if you try and hold me back, there's nothing that you can gain. --- I've got nostalgic pavements. I've got familiar faces. I've got mixed up memories. And I've got favorite places." |
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