Pretty when she cries
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Last published Tue, Jul 8, 2025
Niektóre dziewczyny nie potrzebują krwi, żeby umierać powoli.
W mieście, które zapomniało jak wygląda prawdziwa miłość, Nessa próbuje się uratować - piosenkami, papierosami o północy i chłopakiem, który całuje tak, jakby nie istniało jutro.
Ale demony zawsze wracają. I czasem mają twarz kogoś, kogo kochasz.
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