After the breakdown
- LECTURES 8
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- Chapitres 1
Terminé dim., nov. 8, 2015<5 mins
I wanted to die.
2 years filled with whispered words of love and promises. Chased by lingering soft kisses.
Now eyes stare with mock sympathy and whispered words sting like fire ants.
How? How do you love someone one day and then fall out of love the next? How do you continue to breathe as your heart slowly breaks?
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