Dear Memory

LECTURAS 170
Votos 26
Partes 11
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LECTURAS 170
Votos 26
Partes 11
Hora 5m

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anxiety depression ending last lastword letters lonelinesss lostlove love multi-personality original poetry sadness wattpadpoetry writing

"and that is when I realized
that breathing
had no worth to me."

I know you'll never read these, all of you whom these are for, but I'll put it out there anyway. 
As a last word.Todos los derechos reservados

anxiety depression ending last lastword letters lonelinesss lostlove love multi-personality original poetry sadness wattpadpoetry writing

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