She threw her head back in laughter as I failed my attempt to convince her of my destitution. As her head came forward, to address my self-pity, she brushed her hair back behind her right ear. “My dear friend”, she said, as she stared deep into my soul, “no one is perfect because there is no such thing.”
RIP Tanya (2015). I will remember you always.
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