|ifb| The problem with love is, you can love who you want, but so can they. Once you become conscious of it, you can't return to being friends again.
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Story by L.R.Mendoza
It's Okay I'm Sorry
She was looking pretty dead- her hands and feet ballooned; her skin cracked; her lips were perpetually blue.
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