Beautiful Trauma
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Huling na-publish Mon, Jan 8, 2018
Remember your friend you had since kindergarten? Well, I do, the last time I saw him was when I was 11 years old. Now I am 19 years and I'm getting ready for college this year. I'm going to be a freshman. A story of childhood love ended up in this... well I guess beautiful trauma. Losing someone who meant a lot to me back then. Now that I think about it he still means a lot to me now.
What would happen if we meet up again will it be beautiful trauma all over again?
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