When you cry so much, it makes you. realise that breathing is hard.
Long time I been on my own, but now really I'm alone.
I survive the killing, the starving, all the hate from the people around
but I think maybe now I will die of this, of broken heart.
I don't know if it's possible to take hate away from people.
They broke up within a week .
I guess, my wishes are cursed too
Just like I am
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DESPERATE 💔
Non-FictionShe was desperate for love and care . Even though she had a beautiful life with a loving family.She was desperate ....
