secret 049

“You’re just like bubble gum,” she said.

“How so?” he asked.

“I’m so tired of spelling everything out for you,” she said back.

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        1. Im not that lucky. For some reason my teeth are prone to decay. Like… weirdly so. So my dentist makes a good dollar from me. Eeek. My nightmares used to be all about my teeth being wobbly and falling out. Now they’re about being late and forgetting stuff.

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