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itsbiancamariani

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Last published Mon, Sep 26, 2016

[...] 《penso a te, sempre. Non importa dove o con chi sia, non importa se mi sto divertendo o meno. Vorrei semplicemente che tu ci fossi. Perché mi manchi, talmente tanto che non posso fare a meno di pensarti. Talmente tanto da non volerti lasciare nemmeno nei miei pensieri.》 Dissi, gridando. I suoi occhi mi fissarono per un breve periodo. Dopodiché, girò i tacchi, e se ne andò. Ero rimasta li. Sola. Non poteva finire così... O forse si?

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