Empty Inside

Empty Inside

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication jeu., août 21, 2014
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Feeling down is one shallow emotion; feeling empty is another story. It’s better to have the capability of actually feeling whatever emotion settles in your heart. But once you realize that you’re completely drained out, you’ll seem to just not matter about everything around you. You fake a smile and walk around town; but in reality, complete nothingness overwhelms you. Jordyn has always had a challenging life and more problems are continuously holding her back from moving on. What else should she still have to endure to get over her hardships? But for an unknown reason, she acted too late, and maybe, just maybe, the emptiness will be with her for the rest of her existence, which will force her to choose between love and death.
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