The Child Within
10 November, 2004
Author: Christina L Pineda
I am but a mere child in a woman's body. I know not what boredom is for I am always filled with curiosity and agility to discover and wonder about. I giggle with such glee at your silly quirks and mistakes. Laugh with me at my own malapropisms and everyday blunders. |
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Ruben (68.100.187.57) -- Monday, December 26 2005, 09:37 am You are being yourself, a quality that most girls lack. |
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