A day of sorrow a day of grief a day I wish not to keep
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Stories by verasmaureen
Promices are made to be broken.
Promices are everything,
But once you break them,
Sorry means nothing.
lots of people say that childhood is,g...
scars for life
my life was never good I was born with scars that tear my life apart.And theres no cure its like a curse that...
I'll always love you ON HOLD
mom please don't go I need u please don't go. *crying* im...so..so..ry..I..wa..nt..u..to...prom...ice...me..s...