The End or The New Beginning
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Última publicación mar, ago 9, 2016
My head is spinning; so many thoughts, it feels like My head is going to explode. How could he keep doing this, I thought he cared, I thought he would care when I'm laying here at 3am crying my heart out, wanting to talk to him, needing him, feeling empty. I never knew someone could feel so empty and emotionless. I just wish I could end it all or maybe start all over some where new.
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