26-01-2018

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The tears rolling down my face, thinking of you and how you left me. Every night it's the same fucking thing and I realize that I am here alone. No friends left. Everyone left me and broke my heart a little bit more. Now, that my oldest and best friend left me too, it's broken and can't be repaired. Never.

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