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Sep 2015
If you’re going to love me, you might as well dig your own grave. Loving me is disaster; it’s hell. I will love you so ******* hard you’ll feel it digging into your bones and when i leave, that love will leave cracks. You’ll feel my absence in the depths of your heart eating away at everything you ever felt for me. I will break your heart and write about how you shattered mine.
Diba
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Diba  toronto
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