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Cuppa Doom

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Parts 6
Time 29m

Reads 89
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Parts 6
Time 29m

Once,I've been ask "Do you ever love someone then make them your home?". I really don't know the answer,not that I do not loved somebody way back.
I do have a lot of experiences,plural 's'.....yet It feels so difficult to answer.That question is far away from mine.I always ask my self " Do someone loves me?" , "Do I'm worthy to love?" , "Do I really know what love is?" and so on.

One sip....Two.....Three.....now...I'm stuck

I need more time to think but the time runs fast than what I have known.How funny I still carry on.How funny how I still love the thing that I hate the most.All Rights Reserved

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