I have been trying to figure out my new smile…

 It’s kinda clunky and more odd that I thought. 

I am not complaining but what in the fresh hell is this. My friends miss my parke face. It also reminds me of the bliss that love found me in and the one who found it. The one who celebrated my hockey chicklets and now who hasn’t noticed. 

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