Lost
- LECTURES 50
- Votes 4
- Chapitres 3
En cours d'écriture6m
Dernière publication jeu., janv. 31, 2019
Querida Rodriquez~
Have you ever asked yourself who you are and not being able answer yourself truthfully? Well I have and I quite don't know who I am yet.
Michael Green~
I wake up everyday next to a good enough looking girl and have tons of people that are my "friends" but at some point in life I still feel lonely and I miss her. I regret what I did to her.
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