

Child of the 90sI'm a child of the 90s, And you don't know what that means But I've gotta make impression Before I get into my teensChild of the 90s
The music flowed out of the small radio/alarm clock Otera used most often, with the clicks and crinkles that would confuse her younger sister, the second one. Otera understood the song on a level her little sister never would be able to. Otera was a child of the 90s, but her younger sister wasn’t. The thudding of little elephant steps on the stairs up to Otera’s room warned Otera of her younger sister’s oh-so-stealthy approach, so she hit the stop button on t
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When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car.
Tay Zonday ftw.
Nice gallery.
I'd say keep it up.
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Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more
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