Intermittently Taken
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Last published Fri, Oct 2, 2015
The most painful felling is to be used with all the hatred. All the painful things that you can never imagined you'll encounter with. With your greatest love of your life. He's heartless, he's a jerk, he's an ass, he's a promise breaker. He's not worth fighting for. But she can fight for nothing at all.
This is work of fiction and these characters are from my own enormous imagination. My first one shot.
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