Mae Crawford (
brobeforehos) wrote in
poly_chromatic2012-03-22 11:35 pm
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I can't tell if I'm cursed, and smell like nothing, or curse free. Suppose this happens when you don't wear perfume.
Strangest thing. I think I detect a little of the soap I use, so maybe I've been spared. Which is good, mind you. I thought I'd smell of something insufferable, like bubblegum. Strawberry flavour.
Strangest thing. I think I detect a little of the soap I use, so maybe I've been spared. Which is good, mind you. I thought I'd smell of something insufferable, like bubblegum. Strawberry flavour.

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[Even if she could see her, Estelle wouldn't quite get it...]
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( maybe. )
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Although we might've jinxed it.
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