Your 11 letters
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Última publicación jue, ene 24, 2019
"mahal kita!" that always end up to "ayaw ko na"
lagi na lang nararanasan ni kira na inaayawan sya sa huli ilang heart breaks na ang nararansan nya pero sobrang mapagmahal ang puso nya at handang magpakatanga sangalan ng pag-ibig.
gusto nya ngang idonate ang puso nya para tumigil na ito sa pagmamahal.
pero pano kung...for the last time magmahal sya ulit?
kapag sinabi nya bang "i love you" ay sasagutin na sya for the last time ng "i love you too" ng totoo hanggang huli? o panibago nanamang sakit at paulit-ulit na lang?
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