VIAJE EN EL TIEMPO.
- LECTURAS 22
- Votos 3
- Partes 1
La mente se vuelve débil con el paso del tiempo, pero tal vez un poco de polvo, un poco de cajas amontonadas, un poco de no sé... limpieza y recuerdos, traen lo desaparecido con los días y años. Intentas recordar lo que te volvía como un jodido loco al verle...
¿Cómo se puede ganar con su fantasma sentado a tu lado?
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SUMMER HEARTS // Quackity X Reader
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Vowels Of Raghuvanshi's
"Viki, please, don't do this to me. You're hurting me" "Adu, please, trust me, I would never do that" _____________________________________ "Agastya, please save my baby, you know how much I love her. I beg you, I won't do any mischief, I will do everything you say, but please save our kid" "Ayesh, book!!! Ayesh, calm down. What are you doing? I will save our baby." _____________________________________ "Ahaan, I've given 3 chances still you want me to be a sensible person. I never wanted to take her away from you. I wanted her to experience love" "Please, Isha! I know I made a big mistake. I was crying everyday. Regretting everytime I've done to you" _____________________________________ "Ayaan, please. I love you!! Don't leave me. I know I made mistakes in the past but I want to forget everything and start a new life with you" "Urina, I'm giving you 2 days, do whatever you want but make me impressed by you. I've always loved you but something was stopping me, but now nothing's gonna separate us" _____________________________________ Hey everyone, okay so let me start by introducing myself:- • I am Ashka • I am a student • I just thought of taking my feelings out because there was no one to listen there's two person who can do that but I just have some trust issues so I just thought of representing my thoughts as a story to some people. Okay? So now 8 hearts, 4 couples, 2 family, 4 brothers, 4 sisters. Let's see how these 8 hearts are gonna get back on their track. Lights, camera and action📷.
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