The petrichor and you
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Huling na-publish Sun, Aug 28, 2022
How drained people loves
Or..
How life never gave them time to breath, but when they found each other, they knew they would never run out of air again.
Loving someone means letting your guard down and trusting someone. Aren't they ready to do it ? Or did they not get enough time to heal and to understand what happened ?
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Tw : SA, depression, anxiety
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