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June 23rd the love of my life died in my eyes. He's not a skeleton in a grave, but it surely does feel like it. I was young and dumb when I Opened a message from him. The next 3 years flew by As I never received a phone call, Visit or video chat. On June 23rd, My phone fell to the ground As I fell to my knees. In disbelief I found out he was a she.
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May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 11:37 PM UTC
The worse day of my life
June 23rd the love of my life died in my eyes. He's not a skeleton in a grave, but it surely does feel like it. I was young and dumb when I Opened a message from him. The next 3 years flew by As I never received a phone call, Visit or video chat. On June 23rd, My phone fell to the ground As I fell to my knees. In disbelief I found out he was a she.
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May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 11:37 PM UTC
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