Erika trying to cry. The people on the sidelines were funny, throwing suggestions at random. “Pretend your boyfriend broke up with you!”/”Pretend you sprained your ankle!”/”Pretend you’re pregnant!”/”Pretend someone punched you!” In the end, she just yawned a bunch of times and tried to force the tears out.

Erika trying to cry. The people on the sidelines were funny, throwing suggestions at random.

“Pretend your boyfriend broke up with you!”/”Pretend you sprained your ankle!”/”Pretend you’re pregnant!”/”Pretend someone punched you!”

In the end, she just yawned a bunch of times and tried to force the tears out.

Erika trying to cry. The people on the sidelines were funny, throwing suggestions at random. “Pretend your boyfriend broke up with you!”/”Pretend you sprained your ankle!”/”Pretend you’re pregnant!”/”Pretend someone punched you!” In the end, she just yawned a bunch of times and tried to force the tears out.

Erika trying to cry. The people on the sidelines were funny, throwing suggestions at random.

“Pretend your boyfriend broke up with you!”/”Pretend you sprained your ankle!”/”Pretend you’re pregnant!”/”Pretend someone punched you!”

In the end, she just yawned a bunch of times and tried to force the tears out.

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that's when i realized that words have wings;
they're kind of like birds but mostly like children,
whom you groom and raise.
you mold them and shape them well
and, like the sky that has no limits,
you hope that someday,
somebody will take them home,
call them their own;
that they will find a place to belong.
-amena brown

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