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SOULMATES

LECTURAS 11
Votos 2
Partes 5
Hora 1h 40m

LECTURAS 11
Votos 2
Partes 5
Hora 1h 40m

angst drama love psychopathy soulmate

We spent a long time looking for each other, and even when we found each other we struggled with our own inner world, rebuilding it from scratch. I still remember the look on your face when we finally reached each other. But I also wish I had wiped away your tears when you were in pain.

- Autor: Lumi HaraldTodos los derechos reservados

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