Destroy my emptiness 💔...
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Última publicación sáb, may 19, 2018
This story is invented by me so please if you're sad or depressed don't take it seriously ...
If you are depressed please stay strong 🌸
Your life is so important 💙
Feel free to give your opinion and thank you :))
^_^
LOLA:a depressed teen girl who loves art
MARS:a boy she knew from the art club
❤️
An akward silence dropped into the room
They were staring at each others having an eye contact conversation
Colors were everywhere
She was falling in his eyes but she doesn't find the word to describe how she feels then,with his deep voice he said "I LOVE YOU" she felt like she owns the world this word was enough to make her feel something
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