Loosing
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Última publicación jue, abr 18, 2019
"Marley, your disappearing like crazy"
"What if I want to disappear??!!"
Gasping to breathe
"Maybe, I'm just done, have you ever thought about that??!!"
Ankles weak
"I'm done looking like that disgusting pig!"
What have you done
"I just wanted to be pretty"
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