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the public diaryTuesday, October 25, 2011. Posted by jenavieve belair. Thursday, July 7, 2011. As she pulled her screen door shut she remembered she forgot something. She slipped off her tattered shoes with the worn in heels and ran barefoot up her cold wooden stairs. she opened the door to her dusty room and grabbed her innoncence off her cracked wicker dresser, she thought to herself, 'i still need this.'. Posted by jenavieve belair. Young love was worse than heroin. Posted by jenavieve belair. Thursday, June 23, 2011.
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