How can you say that you need me or even want me when you pushed me so far away. When I'm teetering on the edge of a cliff and I can't see the ground and where I'm standing is crumbling underneath my feet. And I can't go back the way I came because there's wolves and bears
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Eleanor's Journal
Fiksyen UmumThis is Eleanor's Deepest thoughts. TW// SH and death
