The shoes I wear are not to be worn by another.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
I feel special and important. To somebody I am a somebody. I've not felt this way since I was a kid and it feels right. For once everything is right, everything feels like it's supposed to feel. Everything. He's my everything.
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