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Valentina DeRose by Cariikid
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15 days to mend a heart A heart all scarred and battered up and hope you'll stay strong 14 days to try and cry and to say you're fine but you're really not 13 days to settle in and face fates hand and the rest of the days to see if you ' If you can can stand death of love. After his true love dies , A young man only mutters a few short phrases secluding himself from everyone else and claiming to see her. Valentina Derose was a beautiful name for a girl worth being called the name
blind. by polaroidlouis
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“take these sunken eyes and learn to see.”
Kiss It All Better (SongFic) by i_hav_a_kewl_name
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A song fiction to 'Kiss It All Better' by He is We * * * Two very in-love nineteen year old college students plan to have the time of their lives on road trip. Who knew a simple road trip could change everything. (Sorry this sucks but I didn't know what to say to not ruin the story)
Falling Slowly by Dreaming_Love
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Don't postpone what you want. Don't leave anything misunderstood. Make sure the people you care about know; make sure they know how you really feel. Because just like that, it could end. He's reckless and indignant. She harbors an all-consuming secret. Sometimes, God gives us what we never knew we needed.
The Wish List (Short Story) by weirdgurll
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Death is not the worst thing someone could experience.
Late Summer Rain by AubreyEatsHearts
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It was pity that first made Dannie speak to him. She had known Ryan since she was a kid, but he had always been the popular Golden Boy, and she had always been the tomboy that didn’t mind not having any friends. It was odd, she had thought, that all the popular kids who had once kissed the ground he walked on, didn’t so much spared him a glance anymore, and it was this that made her sit with him that one faithful day and begin something that would only end up causing her pain.