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The art of Rejection

DraconicaMalfoy

LECTURAS 87
Votos 16
Partes 6
Hora 13m

LECTURAS 87
Votos 16
Partes 6
Hora 13m

DraconicaMalfoy

crush read rejected student

I feel like I'm drowning.
I fell off a boat and it's drifted so far away. 
I'm in a storm and the waves keep crashing right back on my head again and again. 
I gradually lose strength and slip from the surface. 
It doesn't matter that know how to swim. 
I'm drowning except the funny thing is.........
There's no water. 
It's just me in a sea of hopelessness and depression

-scholars of middle school
(Seven, Lydia, Anderson, and Connor)Todos los derechos reservados

crush read rejected student

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