Lover of darkness H.S
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Última publicación lun, mar 30, 2015
“But even when I stop crying, even when we fall asleep and I'm nestled in his arms, this will leave another scar. No one will see it. No one will know. But it will be there. And eventually all of the scars will have scars, and that's all I'll be--one big scar of a love gone wrong. It's hard to hate someone once you understand them.”
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I in no way support abusive relationships of any kind, If you are ever to find yourself in a situation like this please contact the police immediately.
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