FUN

Blush Much

So not nest-essary

My friend's bird died and she was crying all night. The next day at school, I held on to the back of someone's backpack and yelled, "Fly, fly like the little bird you are!" Little did know that she was RIGHT in front of us!! I felt so bad. For the rest of the period she was totally silent.

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by GL Reader | 2/1/2016
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