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Jul 2016
Our love was like a party. When it was over, when we were finally sober, we noticed that hollow feeling of just getting carried away. After all the music, dancing and small talks, we were left with the unpleasant reality. We were just in that moment. We were just having fun. Nothing serious; just a drunk stupid reckless decision.
It really did feel like a party. After all the fun and hype it was just in that moment. Only in that moment.
Penthesilea
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Penthesilea  Philliphines
(Philliphines)   
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   Eric Martin and ---
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