The Perfect Life
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Abgeschlossene Geschichte Mi., Dez. 20, 20179m
My life is perfect. Well, it was. Every day was ideal. Until that one day. Nothing ever went wrong; then, everything did. Every ounce of joy was ripped out of my hands like candy being taken away from a child. My life was perfect, I felt perfect, but now, I'm just a ruined soul in a sea of unforgiving.
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