An art calloused in the words of a writer. A beacon of warmth in the never-ending winter in her soul. I realized that I'd rather be frozen in mid-air, unable to fall, unable to fly, than be carried by a force towards uncertainty.
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May 13, 2017 09:26AM
Hi guys, please support me on my first story here in wattpad And also please leave a comment para alam ko yung mga dapat iimprove. Thank youView all Conversations
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