He promised to stay. He promised to love me until his last breath. He promised to marry me someday. He promised to never hurt me.
But faith must have hated me. He broke my heart into pieces until I can't stand and continue my life anymore.
I will come back and have my sweetest revenge. So Kith Johnson Santiago be ready.
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i went through heaven and hell experiencing love, war, lies, hate, heartbreaks and recovery. every change, wound or memory has its meaning, and "red" explains this, in the most tragic way i could ever fit my words in.