Filling An Empty Glass

Filling An Empty Glass

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I heard the sound of the crosswalk rang and it was time to go, the sun is shining brightly and I can see the trees and plants dance which the wind made them do. As I walk while watching people sweat, I started questioning my life, is too much for me to know how to feel these little things?. The world is so unfair, for all these little things are the ones that make me question my worth, the ones that are ripping me from my daily basis, these little things that I cannot feel made me empty; empty enough to just go on and not care about anything... This story is Tag-lish po toh
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"I remember his face, his eyes that begged for forgiveness, his body as it shook with anger and emotion. I remember how my world fell apart right before him and how he watched me completely disintegrate because of what he did. What he committed. The way he betrayed me. The heart he took from me and shattered. The trust I gave him that he threw away. He ruined it all, he ruined me. And now I'm forever broken, nothing can ever bring me back. Nothing." WARNING: sexual content, explicit content, language and violence.

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