Holding On
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Última publicación lun, feb 13, 2017
Sometimes letting go is less painful than holding on.
These are the words I once refused to believe, the words I now live by.
Life is strange in this crazy, messed up society.
And sometimes, it's better not to love at all. At least then, your heart can't be broken like mine.
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