A Cruel World
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Última publicación mar, ago 15, 2017
Experiences can be both a beautiful and a terrifying thing. The way I express myself is through words. This is not what I would call a story, merely an experience.
Her heart was broken, shattered by someone she cared for. That night it was then she understood the term, "cry yourself to sleep"
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