Sometimes life is like a balloon. Even if your grip loosens just a bit, air escapes. And then eventually, you're left with nothing. Just an empty scrap of rubber. Maybe it was meant to be that way though. Perhaps in a past life you had done something so wrong that you deserved this. I deserved this. But being alone isn't too horrible. It could be worse, much worse.
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Skinny Love
FanfictionSometimes life is like a balloon. Even if your grip loosens just a bit, air escapes. And then eventually, you're left with nothing. Just an empty scrap of rubber. Maybe it was meant to be that way though. Perhaps in a past life you had done somethin...
