Let's kill this love
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Ongoing5m
Last published Fri, Sep 29, 2023
In a world so focused on love I've never found a place for myself. Because what honestly is love? Just a bunch of lies, fake smiles, and useless tries to find so-called happiness. What a bunch of crap... Never understood what's so good about it, until it struck me tearing me down and shattering me. Is love a curse or a blessing? A gift or a Pandora's box? Either way, I am not going to give in. I'll destroy this feeling before it destroys me.
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