you were there. witnessing it all, you shouted countless of times to tell them to stop, but they didn't listen. you quickly ran towards me, your hands caught on my arm as you pulled me into your embrace ─ and i cried.
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Parallel Lines | PJM
Short Story❝ parallel lines consist of two straight lines because both are opposites ─ one is supposed to be happy, and guess what happens to the other? never. ❞ c o m p l e t e d !
