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My skin cracks when you touch it, and I can not stop crying because you think that I am beautiful, and I hate you for that.
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Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 3:40 PM UTC
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My skin cracks when you touch it, and I can not stop crying because you think that I am beautiful, and I hate you for that.
sabinarr
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Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 3:40 PM UTC
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