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Kumpleto, Unang na-publish Jan 29, 2013
You've gone through so much, and more is only to come. Reality is something you stay far away from, and maybe that's the root of your problems, if you think about it. Numbing yourself to everything around you hurts more than it helps. It scares you- reality. It holds the pain you've forgotten, the happiness you refuse to let in, and Tristan. Tristan is overflowing with reality, and you're torn between wanting to fuse right into him or pushing him away and out of you life for good. How much more of this are you supposed to take?
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