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May 2016
Who would have thought the titan of my heart has taken aim to **** me for selfish reasons. You are a dark design.
And I don't deserve to be here bathing in your torture; and every time I think of you my heart dies another death.
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JSL
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JSL  26/M/Melbourne
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