Never Leave My Side
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Ultima pubblicazione mar, apr 16, 2019
I didn't know what happiness was. I had the body, I had the personality, but...it never seem to be enough for people that I wanted to be with. I just need someone to show me love and affection.
Only one person made me happy...my childhood friend, when he stopped talking to me when were younger I never thought we would talk again. He changed. He changed for better and worst, but he wasn't the same boy. He wasn't my crush or my best friend.
He was different, cold-hearted mean. But even through all that, I liked him for him...
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