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BITING MY NAILS AND LITERALLY DESTROYING BISCUITS WHEN DIPPING 'EM IN MILK,

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" She met a boy and called him Stargazer because instead of poems, he recited the names of constellations. The freckles on his arms were roadmaps to the sky, and the bruises that he carried were supernovas in disguise. "
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