Stories are meant to be written, so here I am looking into the little windows of my mind and sharing pieces together. With You.
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Mood: Move to another planet, sad, lonely and heartbroken. Forever heartbroken.
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Life prompt: I can't not ever be healed unless touched by your hand.
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Anticipated outcome: 24/7, preferred hours of imageries are night.
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Reality: I alone live on this planet.
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bloomXboom
Sep 22, 2020 10:18AM
Sorry for the inconvenience. I accidentally hit the publish button. . . of the 47th CH.Will post it as soon as possible! Could be today, tomorrow, or within a week.I'm sorry, again!View all Conversations
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