A name. A face. A body I wished I never had. That pretty much sums it up.
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Stories by Bernard Greybridge
why haven't i killed myself yet?
for every time you took my breath away
you told me to breathe easy
and your voice was my new oxygen
but reall...
Tale Twist
Once upon a time, there were stories of beautiful princesses being rescued by handsome princes from ugly vill...