Memories soon fade, why couldn't they be erased.


Hannah Ruiz. 16. Sophomore. High school. Swim. Volleyball. Friends. Vans. Music. (:
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You know that moment when you’re reading a book and you just have to stop and bite your lip and squeal or sigh or close your eyes and wrinkle your nose and forehead and press the book against your heart and just like sit there and try to soak up the gorgeous literature via osmosis?

That’s my favorite part of reading. 

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