Tears in roses
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Ongoing50m
Last published Sat, Aug 29, 2015
Drella is suicidal, depressed, a cutter, and bulimic. The whole in her heart is bleeding out, but the only one there for her is her best friend. Honestly, I dedicate this story to deadly_sorrows my best friend ever. It's not just about her, it's about getting up after falling down. Because there is hope, there is light, and you can live and survive. Things will get better, believe me, this is just a story about someone who is recovering. And...a little love
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