Dear friend

LECTURES 93
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Chapitres 9
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LECTURES 93
Votes 3
Chapitres 9
Durée 10m

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"Stop asking me if I'm ok,
I'm tired of lying."

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Dear friend,
I'm writing to you because he says you would listen and understand.Tous Droits Réservés

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Me Without You

Shock. Once the shock wore off, I was confused. Then angry. You made me so angry because I felt betrayed by your choice. Your choice to leave me, leave me all alone in this dark world. I felt so angry and betrayed by your choice to desert me when you were all I had. Then I accepted the fact that you were no longer here because that's just how it was and how it had to be. I had to learn to accept the fact that life was now me without you and that was a damn hard pill to swallow.

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