Love Can Hurt
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Ongoing6m
Last published Mon, Apr 6, 2015
I am one of those girls that sits in the back of the room, the one that has no friends, and especially the one that has never had a true love and has never experienced it. I have watched many people have love but I always know that it will never come by me. It passes by me every day and it takes a piece of my heart with it until I have nothing left except my boring plain self. Then one day that all changed
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