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Apr 2016
I have this bad habit of biting my nails whenever I'm nervous. I didn't seem to grew out of it when I was a kid. And to me that kinda **** cause you can tell straight away that I'm not doing okay, You would be there by my side calming me down telling me all this nice words just to soothe me. For as long as I can remember whenever I get nervous you would be at my side instantly.

But one day I was trembling and I looked for you but you were no near my side, I started biting my nails until one of them started to bleed, I had remembered that you were no longer by my side anymore. So I stopped biting my nails.
Dencio
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Dencio  22/M/PH
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