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(Love) Her skin is near-black, her hair a fierce, wild ginger. In her dark eyes are the ruins of storms.

I want to dance to “smell like teen spirit” with you in my room. Srsly I got a cool CD player and disco lights. Let’s jam out like we don't care.

Jackson moved through the hallway. Spirits moaning, floating around the school.