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Salt

Short Story

It's 6 am and, once again, I'm up thinking about you. I've been in this place many times before, I'm not suprised.I can't stop thinking about what we had, what you did. It was like you poured salt in my open wounds, and I will have to suffer knowing...

#beginings #breathe #depression #heartbreak #sad

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by aemilia12

by aemilia12

Note to self:

STOP EXPECTING THINGS TO CHANGE.