Love.Pride.Kryptonite

Love.Pride.Kryptonite

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Sep 15, 2017
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Romance
Cathy was becoming cold, numb, and hardened. She was tired of everything. Tired of school, of work, of people, of moving, and especially of loud, overcrowded busses. She worked tirelessly to meet all of her responsibilities, and she didn't want to admit that she was stressing out and becoming worn down. But she had to. She couldn't deny it anymore when she couldn't even run for 'her bus'. That's when she met him. Jason. This is her story. My story. Our story.
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