Only Time Can Tell
- LECTURES 21
- Votes 1
- Chapitres 3
En cours d'écriture13m
Dernière publication ven., mars 5, 2021
This is more like a letter to a very special someone who broke my heart in half. Warning of tough topic on substance abuse and suicide thank you in advance.
There becomes a time in our lives where two people meet. There are only 3 things that can happen they fall in love, date, or just fuck.... Depending on the path these people take can either make or break the things the people will later bring into the world. Hi my names... let's just say Chris, yea my names Chris and I'm just one of the downsides to these 3 toxic downfalls.
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