Falling Wonders
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Ongoing27m
Last published Thu, Sep 26, 2013
With tired eyes, tired minds, tired souls, we sleep in the black despair known as depression with soft voices and open arms.
For years it has been an ongoing loop for Melina. The ones she loves fail to noticed the signs that desperately need to be read. In love with her best friend, he only feels the same for his girlfriend, Willa the terrible.
When a delinquent moves in, she can't help but hate him for the asshole he is. However, he isn't just your average asshole with green eyes.
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